Grown ups chuckle with delight Until we can barely breathe Worries left outside our door Brought into the present with a snap Elders guffaw in shared surprise Until ribs are sore and aching Memories of best loved times Complaints are all forgotten Babies chortle gleefully…

We sit side-by-side on the bleachers on our street It’s been a long school term so we fill each other in I tell you about the boy I like   “Our first kiss was like magic It wasn’t quick or like the marriage of lips…

Hour Eleven: Old Tree Limbs tangled, twisting, entwining each other, like children playing Twister or the perfect Eagle pose centuries of wind sweeping across the desert nudging the winding of supple bark now hardened into wizened shape. The tree barely leaves yet stands even now…

Growth Twisted, gnarled branches Entwined in growth’s embrace Supporting one another In their small shared space Like these trees are people Supporting independence When we’re little children We need a mentor’s guidance And when we learn a skill We don’t learn alone We help each…

Some people are like snakes, a joke comes with a hiss While other bray like donkeys, muleish tones oft remiss You however intrigue me, your voice sparkles like champagne Effervescent and evanescent, transparent and bubbly Where are the songbirds summoned by your reaction? The princess…

Hilarity We looked at each other Across the table As the grown-ups talked of serious matters He raised one eyebrow I stuck out my tongue Our cheeks grew red from holding it in A sudden eruption! We squealed and shrieked And fell off our chairs…

Juliette was without her Romeo She lived in the deep blue sea. Juliette was a squeamish whale would didn’t like shrimp. She a dreamed one day of walking on land. Her qualms about being a sea monster did not fit her pedigree. Juliette longed for…

2022 prompt/hour 10: “owl is stupid – about being smart …bc trauma-anxiety is real”   ~~~~ Position Vacant: Magister Library Owl Desirable characteristics *older owl *needs to be willing to dress the part when on duty *needs to be able to pull off wise-owl-owl voice…

Anchored by the support of our twining paths  strengthened by mutual desire we become spiraled promises seeking communion 

Joe, I love seeing you first thing every morning You are always there to wake me with a smile I taste you on my lips and my soul is awakened I feel alive again I would not ever be able to exist a day without…