The Woman with the Top Hat She stood outside Buck’s Cafe Rain or shine she stood every day The woman with the Top Hat What stood out about her was not her hat Fashion is as fashion wants But the fact that she never stopped…

Riding horseback racing through abandoned towns a rat named Taro in my pocket, how am I going to protect this furry friend, when a sorcerer is summoning me intent on taking him away? I will power through, I will protect my friend and my magic…

Hour Twenty – Write a poem using any one of the following titles: The Watchtower, Second Breakfast, Books for Beginners, The Woman with the Top Hat, Echo Husband    Beginners Book of Poetry Prompts – Chapter One   Get yourself a nice hot drink. (Tea works…

We lost you last year.  You went to bed out there in South Dakota, and never woke up. Fifty five years old and gone. I mean, I know you weren’t mine anyway,  hadn’t been for a couple of decades, but your first is always a…

read life to me in pictures and poems fill in the blanks with inflection and expression read love to me with your hands and a whisper transport me into your magnificent worlds    

If you listen closely late at night the sounds of the city become ever more clear traffic noise, road hum sirens distant – and not so distant squealing tires – cars racing too-fast trucks pitter-patter of raccoon claws on alley concrete squeal of train wheels…

Beneath the streets subway cars rumble. Platform serenades soothe or annoy while you wait. Offshore, Lady Liberty watches and wonders when Freedom’s bright promise will be renewed and fulfilled at America’s gateway.  

just do it i never came down to the city often it’s only a 90 minute drive but there never seemed a reason never felt at home surrounded by so much concrete & so many people so even though that one particular peccadillo has been…

I don’t dream anymore But if I did I would travel back in time Back to my country My state My town My city I’d travel back even if no one went with me Imagine that I would hear the beating of drums before reaching…

A prompt that couldn’t be more timely as I stay in god’s own country streets lively as can be oh of course, it’s the capital city! For me though, it’s so much more it’s my summer vacation my only connection to the city This is…