Betty Boop, One-Dog Pup Troop -Prompt 6

  This dog won’t leave me alone Typing one-handed as she begs me for a bone. Or attention, whichever works for me.   This little monster is so excited Just to be here She’s so happy to have been invited! She climbs up on my…

2017 Poetry Marathon, Hour Six: Amber afternoon

Where this is going suspension of time is to be expected That’s what always happens to me when I surrender Under this sky suspended in amber an artefact from some undefined age this moment knows no history it belongs to you and me, today Stretch…

The House On Catamaran -Prompt 5

There is a House on Catamaran Where I used to go in the summer Or the winter or the fall depending It was usually my mother’s call When we’d visit the House on Catamaran   It was a beautiful House on Catamaran With a white…

2017 Poetry Marathon, Hour Five: Zesto’s

Wednesday afternoon walking the few blocks down the hill with a dollar in my pocket past the Presbyterian church and neighboring houses through the vacant lot to get to the shortcut Sliding down the dirt embankment to the parking lot on Rainier Avenue I make…

Asmodeus

Asmodeus VCS He sat alone Under the heat of a thousand suns Under the desert Where he had been thrown Hunched with his arms Hugging his warty, broken legs He had turned to stone Buried under dunes of sand from the long, long ago There…

My Morning’s Predicament -Prompt 4

O, Kitty! Wherefore art thou With your white fur all over my bed You purr and against my arm bump your head. You gorgeous thing are in my way.   O, Kitty! Wherefore art thou So fickle as a flighty sprite So patient  with some…

2017 Poetry Marathon, Hour Three: Eternity now

I’m not sure how I feel about eternity now As an escape, it’s flawed because you can never come back As a feeling, it’s frustrating because sometimes you just want to get on with it And what sort of eternity are we talking about? Is…

Tongue-Tied Prompt 2

No, I get it. Really, it’s fine. I worked damn hard to make you mine. But my tongue said things that made a noose I failed to stay calm and a tirade’s been let loose. No, I’m not angry, just disappointed. Really, there’s no reason…