Hour 24 – Home

Home is becoming unstuck When we get to be awestruck Sweet-hope home is through the door Not a place, love we adore My journey began and ended with a tanaga. I wrote 28 poems, with a detour when I inadvertently cheated by posting a few…

Hour 24: Villanelle – When I Am Far From Home

Villanelle – When I Am Far From Home I get guilty thinking of home, not being within these walls somewhere, that I don’t belong. Sometimes it feels right; sometimes wrong walking up and down the same halls and I get guilty thinking of home. Music…

8:00 AM – In the Air (Hour 24)

In the Air (8:00 AM – Hour 24) ~ D², @d2poetry   Breeze sweet with anticipation Clouds darken as if night The sharpness of the moment Foretells of the storm soon coming   ~ D², 06.27.21, 8:06 AM Copyright D Squared Poetry, 2021. © All…

Missing gift

Missing my cat quizzical and excited. She had a fierce style attitude for days When she purred I felt happy

Sonnet – A Gift

Prompt 24, Hour 24 Write a poem about a gift, real or imagined, fantastical or boring. *** Sonnet – A Gift 2020©DSCoremans My most expensive item of foot wear Happens to be a pair of leather shoes Not black, or brown; but reds, and greens,…

The Money Stone

I was walking along a Florida beach when a man approached just to talk. I’d walked many miles, all the way from Miami to somewhere north of there. I’m not sure where I was. The post 9/11 world was fuzzy back then; And, my mind…

The Greatest Gift

The greatest gift I’ve ever received was the day that we learned our son Gabe was conceived. Such incredible wonder on the day he was born– such a sweet happiness when we brought our son home. Each day was a gift and such a deep…

Beatrix’s Rocks

“Look at this!” She said grabbing a rock out of the riverbed.   My mouth drops open/ I sing its praises.   She finds another one. And another.   One black. One red. One smooth.   Each rock is special, Each rock must be worshipped…

8:00 am – Angry and Tired (Hour 24)

I’m no longer patient with Your white fragility I’m no longer understating of your need to be treated right I’m no longer okay with making you comfortable I’m no longer satisfied being complacent and nice because the privilege of your fragility needs comfort my complacency…

Living on a Prayer (prompt 30, Hour 24)

My family was never really religious. We were a mixed family, Catholic and Assembly of God. Both had strict dogmas that prevented them from marrying outside their faiths, so, of course, that is what Mom and Dad wanted to do. They succeeded. The Catholics won,…