The sun of that same day going down, Dusk was saluted by an instantaneous sparkle of electric lights. Dinner and bedtime were always difficult to kill, The night after the dance further tarnished by the peevishness of dissipation There were no letters for either of…
Category: Poetry Prompt Responses
12 – erasure( p143- the jane austen book club)
while he remembered, a secret, a conversation a curtain breathed, in and out, a sudden fear god told stories, in the sky, nightmares.
Dao (2019 Poem 9)
Meditation in taupe Sand dunes undulate unto eternity Under skies cerulean blue Anxious thoughts fly countless loops Touch and go on fertile earth TIL fuel runs low Breathe in peace Watch them go No more to be done
Private Morning
Putting moonbeams in my coffee To make it taste sweet I step into the fog on the porch The whole world wrapped in a collective hush Even from this distance I can smell the fir trees Their thick aroma combining With my dark liquid and…
Hour 12: Where is Anne Boleyn’s Head?
Where is Anne Boleyn’s Head? Traitors Displayed on spikes A warning to others Heads on spikes Anne’s head Ladies covered over it as soon as it had fallen Carried away lifted removed and wrapped In a chest here ready Laid to rest beneath the chancel…
Erasure- The Hills
The nature of hills Burned up chrome Aspiring to the high plains Sun glare drowned in the surface And black flows after rains. In the small valleys Evaporating levels of dry lakes are Steep, heavy, dark and bitter with the deposits A thin crust…
If Two Out Of Three Ain’t Bad Then One Out of Three Is
Baby we can talk all night But I told you There’s nothing left inside you can cry all night that’ll never change the snow piling up outside I wish you would make me leave I tried to show you I’m tired of words…
Fort Sill, Oklahoma (erasure poem from a New York Times article)
Once 700 Japanese-Americans were held here, tents, desert heat, barbed wire, guards. Now we bring in new detainees, adults, young people, toddlers, infants. Stop repeating history, grim conditions, dangerous conditions, family separation.
Hour 12, Prompt 15: The Beautiful Moon
When we had got ready, the Moon met us and commanded us to allies; she benefits you all, openly. for the moonlight is beautiful.
Homeland
I lost myself along the way somewhere. Most people around me didn’t care. Or maybe they didn’t notice at all that I seemed headed for a fall. I took myself down to the water’s edge. Immersed in the depths of my regret. Absolved myself in…