TSM 245 — Cuppajoe

I found relief in silhouettes drab outlines of daily life where blue flame makes fresh coffee highlights. Photo by Justin Peters Once sick I craved chaos moonlight’s molten smack that oozed my grey goo – until the cane rapped; cried Image Source surprise, holster roulette’s glok, clatter the mask, ask, go back to the beginning…

Winter Raptor (haibun)

A few days ago, I was out and about in the car. As I pulled up in the driveway of the house, a large bird winged away from one of the trees near the bird feeders and perched in another tree out back. I noticed several rusty red feathers among the bird’s wings and back…

Tanka Tuesday 305 — Warm Belly Birthday

mix together aloving intent to createfestive celebrate.For you, magic carpet float,voyage above cold;fly with fresh-made hot breakfast —warm belly birthday. The 7 words chosen (7 are required for the Kindku form) are mix, create, festive, float, voyage, breakfast, and birthday. Since today is Dear Poet, Björn’s, birthday, I chose to write him a Happy Birthday…

“Hidden in Childhood” poetry anthology now an Amazon Hot New Release

Available now at amazon in both Kindle and Paperback versions.  Amazon link:  here I ordered my paperback copy last night and cannot wait to read it.  Please support your poet friends and buy this important poetry anthology.  The paperback is $19.99 and the Kindle version is $7.99. Read more about the anthology here.

TSM 244 — “Tuesday Afternoon,” by The Moody Blues (found poem)

to see matterclouds calltrees drawfind gentle voices, sigh;myself, reflectionkind to leavethrough fairy-land come with mebegin to seeit does matterclouds calltrees draw nearfind out why hear it all Original lyrics:Tuesday afternoon.I’m just beginning to see,Now I’m on my way.It doesn’t matter to me,Chasing the clouds away.Something calls to me.The trees are drawing me near,I’ve got to…

dVerse Poetics — Grandmother Moon

I carry Spring in my heart as I gaze up at my Grandmother Moon.   There is too much to write about my grandmother.  It is like writing about the moon.  I created the collage to celebrate the Chinese Lunar New Year of the Rabbit and decided to use it for my American Sentence about…

Tanka Tuesday Ekphrastic — Winter Farewell

Boughton, George Henry; The Lady of the Snows; Walker Art Gallery Wander along beach in winter to where I promised to forget. Because a murmur hummed, I danced in wonder’s song and broke my vow. Another me, one calm and wise, wanders along beach in winter. A lady wrapped in finery; defenses for ghosts lingered…