You assume you know me. You don’t. I feel. I cry.
Category: poetry
The road to fitness.
Let the pulse pass; it will become a stone and drag you to the bottom. I started smoking cigarettes at age 17. I smoked through both of my pregnancies and while nursing my sons. Smoking was something I understood was a bad thing for my health and for the health of my children and those…
POPO 2021 Day 3
Cisgender doesn’t mean I can’t wear my pink boots.
TSM 180 — Night Walker
My darling, why did you goto a place so dark?I truly need to know. Empty clangs, doves moan,heels click, soul marked.My darling, why did you go? Night screams, blood flowsyet no answer, my sanity infarct.I fervently need to know incantation to transposefrom ghoul back to art.My darling, why did you go? Numbers terrify, a village…
POPO 2021 Day 2
Do you get my signal? I’m trying to reach you.
POPO 2021 Day 1, October 1
This year was the first year I participated in the Poetry Postcard Fest (aka POPO.) Kerfe Roig told me about it last year when she participated. For me an enjoyable part was creating paper collage however the spirit moved me and then doing an ekphrastic slimverse poem to it. Another fun part is the receiving…
September photos and haiku series, dVerse — OLN
chamomile drowsessleepy in September’s sunwinter’s bedtime tea paper monumentto wasp ingenuitysoon vacant castle purple crepe awaitsseeking guidance from heavenSol’s opening nod us pine trees critterswith fuzzy green needled furwe wiggle in wind September late sproutsmake haste to shine like their kinbright tiny starlets bowed like old womenfading congregation prayswarm afternoon sun strawberry plants bloomheedless of…
