What if wild geese flew in a W instead of in a V two leaders, two wind flows, two clans What if hawks turned out to be vegan as chipmunks danced without any fear in wildflower field buffets What if my life moved in directions not familiar to my history Would I fly like … More Jabberwocky Birds
Pull on the layers of living like fine new garments The world feels, for this moment, bathed in grace Wild things do not tax their lives with forethought The spring is signaled by birdsong With the ruffling of throat feathers Be the very hero of birds Darling, you are part of this wild design Remember … More Under Birdsong [cento]
I am looking for the morning moon a waning crescent curl today, the sun has risen fully so, she will have to share her shine The Day Twenty-eight prompt is to write a concrete poem, a poem in the written in the shape of its subject.
That patch of earth I think I know so well where I garden mostly still and mostly silent In my stillness and my silence, I notice details hues of petals, bend of foliage, feel of damp, dark dirt Purple, green, and brown, I attend to with a focus while my little ones play games outside … More Relevant Realities
Oh, dear poet, love and care for your little patch of woods that touches you with inspiration, nourishes your earth-soul Thank you for leaving the leaves untouched where the smallest of the ones I love build safe habitats – worms and crickets, beetles and bees, vole and chipmunk, too Squirrels whose antics entertain you, birds … More Tera, a Wood Elf
I saw just a tiny glimmer of awe the rest was on the loose it’s a mystery where the glimmer was from but I have clues to this riddle The middle or even a tiny edge slice is a clue as to what is the whole If I look at the puzzle as if it’s … More Glimmer of Awe
Take the corset off the way you lovefree love from its stifling, binding staysliberate expressions of devotion Let wind blow through love’s loose hairlet love leap and prance abouttake the corset off the way you love Wriggle toes of barefoot loveraise love’s arms in vulnerabilityfree love from its stifling, binding stays Shed the molds of … More Free Love
Aunt Libby kept us both as our moms went off to workBonnie and I watched Captain Kangaroo together in the morning,stifled giggles while pretending to take our afternoon napHer dad had been in the circus and taught herto do tricks on a trapeze he put up in the car port.Her mom always made us French … More Carving History
Crack me from this shell release me from this fright I’m scared of all this darkness let me see the light oh no, I didn’t know I’d be a goner in one bite The Day Twenty prompt is to write a poem that anthropomorphizes a kind of food. Image courtesy of Pixabay.
Be of good cheer on sunny days Earth warmedwith solar power especially in spring Be of good cheer during thunderstorms Earth nourishedby electric skies especially in spring The Day Nineteen prompt was to write a poem that begins with a command. *A gogyohka is a five-line free verse poetic form.
Wind Rush 