image link BLITZ form of poetry Eyes are Replaced Look for it in the mouth Look in the eyes Eyes grim Eyes hard Hard as stone Hard as apathy Apathy pervades Apathy destroys Destroys lives Destroys planet Planet diseased Planet crying Crying please Crying stop Stop selling Stop killing Killing life Killing hope…
Tag: poetry
Day — OctWriPoMo — Shared Love
All of my hosta doubled this year My Rose of Sharon hit 6 feet this summer The peonies were so fragrant The marigolds took over the patch by the garage I started some red pine from seeds! Those iris rhizomes you gave me all bloomed! The tomato seeds from the heirlooms all sprouted The lilacs…
Day 23 — OctWriPoMo — Fall
image linkimage link Nonet, poetry form with 9 lines and syllables equal to the line number. Fall serves as season and as actor Cloud blankets squeezed of daily drops Apples dripped off their branches Wet wings drop altitude Temperatures ebb Daylight dwindles Seeds plummet Moods dip Moon
Day 22 — OctWriPoMo — Character Study
image link Please note: this is a fictional character. Any resemblance between actual persons or situations is purely coincidental. Spectacular smile Greets new employees She’s your immediate best friend –Genuinely welcoming? –Adding to her horde? Dressed to the nines Every day, nary a hair astray A study in superlatives, The latest fashions The shortest…
Day 21 — OctWriPoMo — Nothing Remains the Same
image taken at Gilmore Car Museum at Hickory Corners After so many paralyzing ruminations, yet Before being able to talk myself out of action Came the revelation that I can Do whatever I choose as a path on this Earth. That well-worn, logical options aren’t always the best. Fear, the consummate servant of the psyche…
Day 19 — Oct WriPoMo — A Mother’s Dream
image link With black furry paws and retractable claws a vixen fashioned a place of twigs and fur beneath two rocks, a warm and protected space. A vixen’s curled in her cozy den when the bays of the hounds come close again. She snuggles her kits close and shivers, not with cold. She…
Day 18 — OctWriPoMo — Innies and Outies
image link Innies and Outies One A place in the sun – by myself or with a friend. Sugar sand, bright blue sky, Blazing heat, with water nearby. A big terry towel, coconut oil, A small tote cooler with El Chapo hard cider. Quiet talk, or none at all. Pandora on the phone And…
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