Mindhive

MINDHIVE Thoughts. Where’s your home? Great beehive, honey. Networks of chambers filled with honeycomb gold. Mined sometimes with great care.  Sometimes shoveled out, clumped. Drones, unconscious, crawl the comb, vibing veins that must drip on the page; words dripping this way and that. They work tirelessly to empty it. Queen, Great Mother, makes sure drones…

Day 7 — OctWriPoMo — Arrow

Pierce Arrow hood ornament Gilmore Car Museum 2014 Arrow Your jaw went slack.  Your eyes went wide. You gasped for air. I hit my stride.  Morning’s regret will wait.

Shadows

The man today* said, Close your eyes and try to visualize the last person who you saw who was ashamed and see where you feel it in your body. I visualize my mother, trying to understand my brother kicking her out. Then I visualize my ex, trying to make amends. Awkward smiles, with a hint…

The Story Remains the Same — parental unit analysis

Today’s prompt got me thinking about what I’ve learned from my parents.  It’s a ponderance I’ve had over the years that what’s been learned is a mixed bag.  Parental attributes are a double-edged sword, a yin and yang, if you will.  I have no idea whether this can be considered poetry or not, but the…

Clouds

storm clouds over lake mi 080215 This is my first crack at trying a poetry form other than haiku.  This one is called a Minute Poem, and I got it from shadow poetry.com .  Please, any poets, feel free to correct/critique its mechanics! Clouds The fluff of clouds are good for things – they store…

We write because we must

I took the prompt to free write with “We write because we must” in mind. Here it is: We Write Because We Must Tell our story Output of senses And soul Formulate words to express A thought a feeling To be a voice in the wilderness Keening, the sounds Travel like beacons To ears attuned…

Summer’s End

Summer’s End Cicadas’ chorus Replaced by crickets’ chirps Whoosh of leaves Replaced by rustle Sun as Close King Replaced by Retreating Prince Balmy breezes Replaced by chilled rushes Lounging waterside on beach towels Replaced by huddles on blanketed benches Trees arrayed with greenery Replaced by decaying colors Waking to light and sleeping still light Replaced…