To trim the fat on an old adage, nothing is simple nor is it savage, While time may change tastes And consumerism increases pace The winner is the one who adapts A meeting room with old ways and new Combined into a comforting view Is…

Well, if I complete this poem, I’m half way there – I can do this – I can get this out and successfully. There is no real and actual prompt here – but at the same time – I’ve been doing these cute collages between…

Deep in the woods with the moon at its peak The goblins come out to creep Along the river on paths of moss Tiptoeing past where naiads sleep They clamber over long dead ents And flee the wolf-men’s tents To gather at the Coyote’s Fang…

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…

I love the blog, www.iwrotethisforyou.me and it’s fancy randomizer feature over on the right hand side of the page. And so that is how I landed on the inspiration for this – poem 11 – because progress is indeed being made even if it does…

Goodbye my love, and farewell I love you, I really do, I rest easy knowing that’s true But it was not meant to be Our fates took you far from me I love you, I really do, But thanks to time, cruel mistress, I am…

How do I describe you Innocently blue Like song and sadness you do swoon Jaded in time They call you black when you’re blue-green Iridescent cerulean-teal sheen A corvid by any other name You and other birds are not the same You and your brethren…

Peanut Butter and Jelly   Only Daddy made it so good. Did he create this deliciousness? I know Mom bought the Wonder Bread, the Jif Smooth Peanut Butter and Jelly.   Mom was not bad with the sandwich. But Daddy, his tasted creamier. No, Daddy…

Isolation It’s been dawn for days now Day breaking the horizon while Night fades Until the end of time I’m alone out here, in my cabin warm It’s just how I like it And in a week or three or more (I lost the track…