Strawberry Summer

Once upon a summer so long ago We picked strawberries in a farmer’s field I found it delightful and so fun to eat The memories stir now as I watch them grow Thinking of those days a summer so long ago

Poetry Marathon Submission #8

The Storm Ann WJ White Shears of wind whinge up and around the ledges of mountains. Atop, cream-filled clouds pass lazily over meadows, gathering, waiting for the sultry heat to arrive and blend currents faster effort. Indeed, bend the currents out of place, heat the…

So Long… (12th Hour)

Your leave will only be for a year But I feel like I should acknowledge you It’s always fun when you come near And an even greater pleasure when you’re through I must admit, I will miss Your hot kisses Against my burning skin If…

TWENTY

Poem TWENTY has been removed and now appears on chocolate is a verb, 18 August 2016.

EIGHTEEN

Poem EIGHTEEN has been removed and is now posted on chocolate is a verb, 16 August 2016.

FIFTEEN

The alley has gone to hell, garages belching robot grunge and failed steampunk rust. In between, a green sprawl of pumpkins and watermelons lines the fence and spills over the tops of compost bins. An Airstream that has seen too many rivers, aluminum foil peeling…

Hour Eleven

THE MONTH OF JUNE   crick clack snack she’s a Jack of all trades taking her sweet time mulling over every last ounce of sweat.   Their sweat, not hers, she’s transferred pain onto them and they have no chance to decamp other than to…

Summer of Change

Driving through the lush green valleys, Newborn babe in tow, All we owned and all we were, Stowed away and traveling forth. Summer’s faded end was nearing. A symbol of our journey, A new leaf, a new page, a new book. The end of an…

Hour One: The doors on the right will open

You will step out onto the platform into the humid embrace of the summer afternoon You will melt as you melt into the crowd of which you are a part but from which you are completely apart The streets of Shibuya will suck you out…