Today’s prompt, the final one for OctWriPoMo2018, is Endless. The form I chose is cinquain. It’s been very satisfying writing a poem a day for this challenge. The picture with today’s poem is one I drew based upon a dream I had not long ago. One Endless life death cycle arising, setting sun, joy and…
Category: trees
Poetry Day 14 — If I Were Me
Part of the prompts for today’s OctPoWriMo I chose to follow are, “If I Were Me” and a shape poem. It probably won’t show up as a tree on small screens! An oak tree takes hundreds, if not thousands, of years to grow from an acorn and into a mature tree. Nobody questions it….
The Daily Prompt — Neighbors
image link In the little red house across the alley behind my house, and next to the vacant lot, lived an older woman who routinely complained that we needed to trim branches of the oak trees that crossed our shared property line. Checking with city ordinances, we learned that she was free to trim…
The ‘Big Tree’ that Survived Hurricane Harvey
Trees are my friends. I have had a love affair with trees going since I was a small child. I regularly climbed the Stanley plum tree in my back yard. Our laundry was hung on lines strung between two oaks — in both our yard and in my grandparents’ yard. There was a spindly looking…
Tao Talk 