Monthly Archives: May 2012
(for Shawna, who shares my whim for weird word bump) . I have assembled an assorted ensemble of elegant elegies for that murmured moment when destiny and dynasty ……..clangclashcrash die(nasty) deaths, and we all let fly our sacred secret diatribe … Continue reading
Jiggle-jingle the computer screen just right like an etch-a-sketch. Watch every -thing fade to black. …………Vindicate phrase. . Written for Three Word Wednesday.
She wakes, wooed wild by word whims, Sows scattered seeds to the wind. Some will flourish, fly, far-flung, Some will sit, sigh, silence sung. But all will beat bald bruised wings, Rise, remember richer things And ease eyes to … Continue reading
Crease it just right down the center, and it might make a nice greeting card. Triple-brochure fold tuck add a seal and a stamp, and you’ve got yourself a self-mailer. Accordion fold to fan self as you wait for reply. … Continue reading
smudge a smidge of ink jot a caught thought whittle a tittle of phrase crum -ble tears, and days. . Written for Poetic Asides.
Things decay, he says as if this ashen thing between them is a dilapidated bank building or a tumbleweed ghost town. She doesn’t buy it. Isn’t ready to let go of these crumbling pillars, worn saloon doors still swaying in … Continue reading
House, by Anna Ancher (a shadorma) Even the floorboards say go for -ward, open door waits, gapes. But see, much light is cast right; small windows frame truth. Visual prompt offered at Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryouts.
February 11, 1963 Hello, Mother. I regret my letters have become few and far between. It’s as if I can feel my very spirit fading; some narrow bolt thrust out and shaken loose. Even the designs of my etching fingers … Continue reading
Greater love hath no man than this: than to lay down his life for his friends. – John 15:13 . Fallen, you stand tall still strong white teeth in a sea of green reflecting sun and shadow silenced too soon, … Continue reading