There is no logic here concerning when joyful words are waterfalls or when clogged up words stay out of reach There is no logic here concerning when melancholy floods my spirit or when gratitude electrifies my cells There is no logic here concerning when isolation ennui conquers curiosity or when crafting a poem outweighs reading … More Illogical
Bare limbs seek the sun yearning to leave like fruit trees on the street Reaching down with shadow roots pulling warmth from sun and soil Photo taken last week from my front yard in Troy, MI
Spring yellow is little finches flitting from tree to tree Dandelions dotting fields before they turn to seed Daffodils singing songs of yellow in the gardens The yellow of a spring sun burns a bright lemon-white The spring of 2020 brings new yellows to the season Caution tapes on playscapes where children used to play … More Spring Yellow
I believe in what I’ll never know Hallelujah If I get lost I’ll walk back to myself Hallelujah May silver threads of rain cleanse my song of Hallelujah May spring sun warm my winter-worn pale face Hallelujah May I live in gratitude forever singing Hallelujah Till dust of my old bones feeds the worms Hallelujah … More Hallelujah
I long to sing Here Comes the Sun while opaque clouds spill April snow I long to sing Here Comes the Sun while quarantine silos all at home We’ve had an unusually snowy April here in SE Michigan, or maybe I just noticed it more since I am staying inside. Notice the two turkeys in … More Waiting for the Sun
I threw a psychic boomerang on a sunny day when striped umbrellas upside down where catching drops of sunshine I watched it fly by turquoise trees past pastel pterodactyls reverse its course come back to me three days before I’d thrown it Day Twenty-one prompt: Write a poem that incorporates wild, surreal images. Try to play … More Psychic Boomerang
Sunshine, a welcome gift after brutal weather What secrets lie beneath the ground? Crocus This example of a Crapsey Cinquain is inspired by Abigail Gronway at Dark Side of the Moon. Top photo taken today in my front garden. Lower photo taken of the same garden in April of 2016.
sky is ashen grey yet sunshine flames through oak leaves sparks blaze from maples Photo taken in my back yard in Troy, MI this morning.
Summer says… “I give you barefoot walks on dewy morning grass. I give you pink hibiscus blooming large as dinner plates. I give you ripe cherries that stain your fingers crimson. I give you dancing shadows as wind blows full-leaved trees. I give you lingering daylight to warm your upturned face.” Happy Summer … More Summer Solstice
“I give you barefoot walks on dewy morning grass. I give you pink hibiscus blooming large as dinner plates. I give you ripe cherries that stain your fingers crimson. I give you dancing shadows as wind blows full-leaved trees. I give you lingering daylight to warm your upturned face.” Photo is an original by … More Summer Says…