Category: Poetry

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Beasties ‘Tween The Slats

Picnic benches ‘Fall’ dormant, Tiny termite beasties nestle warm, ‘Tween redwood slats. Munching mulch aplenty, Awaiting, anticipating Wicked over-wintering. Unseen by humans far below, Cleaving ‘neath thermal wraps, ‘Round lakeside fire-pits. Your Trifextra challenge is to write 33 words on a beast in an… Continue Reading “Beasties ‘Tween The Slats”

Shadow Casting

Light Golden, bright Shining, blinding, clarifying Warm, healthful, chilly, cool Looming, cooling, threatening Dark, ominous Shadow I immediately thought of the Diamante poetic form when I reviewed this photo, taken on the grounds of (you guessed it), The Maplestone Inn, a charming and welcoming… Continue Reading “Shadow Casting”

Behind The Brick-red Barn

My tote-sac always stocked, prepared to fly, Escape to spur-of-moment quietude, Where out of sight (and out of mind, perchance), I gather wool, behind my brick-red barn. The beauty and bucolic balm pervades my deeply hidden, inner sanctum dreams With sticks and string I… Continue Reading “Behind The Brick-red Barn”

Our Bench

Our bench, The place where we go To be alone, together Alone, Together.   Hand in hand, Having traversed the field Finally sitting, hand in hand, Alone, Together. Seasons come and go, We always find our way Back here, to our bench Together, Alone.

Light in Our Window

I keep it burning, day and night I keep it burning warm and bright It flickers now and then, but still Its flame will not be doused until You come home to me. The seasons change, the leaves turn gold, The summer’s gone, and… Continue Reading “Light in Our Window”

Falling

Written for NaBloPoMo October 2013

Soccer Mom

Haiku Friday: Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

  My dog lay sleeping; Recharging energy stores, Serene, sweet, slumber.

Fallen

Silent Danger

Stench invades our senses, Macerating mucous membranes, Rodents release their refuse into once crystal clear waters, producing putrid pools; Disease incubators disseminating deadly, dire moldy maladies. No safe harbor! No respite! Sandy’s aftermath! This was written in response to the Trifecta weekend prompt: As… Continue Reading “Silent Danger”

Helpless

Big Bully ‘Innately nasty’, ‘Blindly narcissistic’ ‘Button pushing’, ‘Target terrorizing’, ‘Fear inspiring’ Epitome of Evil, ‘Kick ass’; ‘Scaredy ass’, ‘Victor’s victim’ ‘Nemesis avoiding’, ‘Darkness dreading’, ‘Whisper whimpering’  ‘Deliberately diminutive’, ‘Protectively passive’ Isolated Innocent *** I admittedly took a few liberties with the Diamanté form, in… Continue Reading “Helpless”

A Tribute to Turning Leaves

Written in for NaBloPoMo October: Fall posted by BlogHer. Prompt for October 1 – what is your favorite thing about Autumn? I love Autumn.  I love the falling leaves and resplendent colors; and the cool nights and bright days.  In particular, I love the… Continue Reading “A Tribute to Turning Leaves”