It was a cold morning on the bayou. I looked outside and noticed the light bulb by the carport had broken. I grabbed a jacket, while taking a sip of my cinnamon beet juice and headed outside to replace the light. A tremor came over…

Early morning loading up buckets in the carport moths bang against the lightbulb above I cling to the sleeve of his jacket the tremor from the engine makes me shake as we slip out onto the bayou Staying at his elbow the mist makes this…

11am. Poem 9.  (Use these words in a poem… beet, jacket, tremor, bayou, elbow, light bulb, cinnomen, bucket, elk, carport) On Taking Mom to the ER Bracing your elbow in the palm of my hand we slip your favorite red jacket over your shoulders. The…

i love how beet stains a dark pink/purple hue the color i would imagine blood to be if i didn’t know it was blue underneath this jacket of skin  until a tremor of oxygen turns it a dark rust red the body a bayou  an…

I get tremors when I am near you Your cinnamon colored jacket makes my heart beet faster Feeling all elbows and knees, awkward like a preteen when I look into your eyes Buckets of love feels, emit from my carport car radio about you and…

The smell of cinnamon takes me back to the baking day we had before you left. I climb atop an overturned 5-gallon bucket to reach the top shelf in the carport and the crate that holds your belongings. Tremors visit my hands as I don…

  The Cabin’s lightbulb flicker on and off, On a Friday night once more. Its quite cold for an early September, A perfect time for a beet. One thing I can remember. Is my full bucket blessed in harvest, With my red jacket on, Across…

Prompt for Hour Nine Text Prompt: Below is a list of ten words. Please pick at least five of them to use in your poem. If you want to use all ten, please do so. Beet, jacket, tremor, bayou, elbow, lightbulb, cinnamon, bucket, elk, carport…

Letters have power. Did you know? Just by changing a letter or two, you can change the world. Change “beet” to “beef” and you change a vegetable into a meat. Change “jacket” to “jackel” and you change something that can protect you into something that…

preservation   hands stained with beet juice reminds me of Granny, learning at her elbow how to pickle all those veggies needed for winter from the days she learned from her granny when her father would bring elk to the house to feed the family,…