As a girl, young, bordering on naïve, I had a tree swing. My stepfather climbed the backyard tree to tie the ropes with hands that were accustomed to being fists. Hour upon hour I sat in the swing listening to the ropes creak and the…

Nestled in the vast pine forest of northern Minnesota, my dog and I lay in a small two-man tent. It was the last night of our canoe journey. Slowly, we were awakened, a buzzing sound surrounded us and curiosity made us look outside. Blocking the…

I relocated to a new city for work. It was my first day at work, and I was so nervous seeing the list of things to be completed. I was feeling unwell due to the tremendous change in the climatic conditions; I had a high fever and a…

With Love – Phone   I am a phone, Whose throne, nobody can own. The one who has a ringtone, Follow order like a line of stone. I am luckiest one here, Nobody can think to go without me, anywhere. I loved by everyone, More…

obsolete android somewhere inside my industrial strength heart ; the clockwork mechanics are starting to slow ; gears grinding into silence ; my silicon skin new only 18 months ago now seems archaic next to your polymer epidermis that senses heat, pain, human contact ;…

Her long light brown braids, bouncing on her back as she ran to her new bicycle. 6-years-old she had just learned to ride with the two wheels. Her Daddy was there, to set his little girl free. He sent her only down the block. The innocence of…

Folks used to use the typewriter Fine technology that was Now when my fingers type I can’t feel them pressing down Where’s the clickety-clack? Television I can take or leave Commercials are so boring I’d rather sleep, or read a book. This all can be…

The world is now much smaller Long lost friends reunite; lovers meet defying odds Strangers comes together to help in need Online dating, crowdfunding, Classmate finders Words unheard a few decades ago… yet In today’s world, they are ever life changing While sure, technology can…

This next prompt is inspired by a dear friend of mine (who is a past poetry marathon participant). The challenge is to write an English haibun. A haibun is a traditional Japanese form that combines prose and haiku. The prose section should be approached like…

Once upon a time there was a stone born blue as the darkest night.  He went by the name of Lapis Lazuli.  He was treasured for his purity and likeness to the deepest ocean and darkest sky. He never once saw his reflection. He dreamed…