The Thief: The Murder of Hope
Poetry and prose have helped me process the shocking, gut-wrenching loss of a precious, unique, complicated person: my brother.
Tag: dVerse
Food is Love, I Know Food, and I Know You
Heart-felt culinary love prose in response to the dVerse Poets Pub prompt. Food is my love language… what’s yours?
The Crow Sits and Dad Means Wisdom: Two Haiku
Random word sets are the basis for not-so-random haiku; find your own meaning in the wise crow and the wiser Dad.
newspapers (a stream of consciousness poem)
A quick poem in response to a prompt from the dVerse Poets Pub about newspapers.
Quadrille Poem Challenge from dVerse
Poetry challenge from the dVerse Poets Pub is to write a quadrille (44-word poem) using the word “with” in some form.
My Tribal Connection: a Beatnik Villonnet Poem Answering a dVerse Prompt
Beatnik poem written in response to today’s dVerse poetry challenge, requiring that we use the Villonnet format, which was entirely new to me.
Japanese Maple Remembrances and the Transitory Nature of Things
Our beloved Japanese maple is gone, but remembered, along the lines of the Japanese phrase “mono no aware”, and a lovely poem from another poet inspired this post.
Poem: he immediately knew he’d found his friends
A prequel poem about how Snoopy met Woodstock, and then they were found by Charlie Brown.
Poem: silly gaffe (words make me laugh)
Answer to a dVerse Poets Pub prompt to write a quadrille (44-word poem) using the word “pinch”. Includes a cat, a horse and a crab and a reference to homonyms, homophones and homographs.
Poem for Tomball: slowly, slowly (from the inside out)
Recognizing that while the farmers market in Tomball may not be the cause of the change in the city from a hick town to a more open-hearted, open-minded, diverse and enlightened place to be, it is the proof of it (a poem).
4X Snow Quadrille Poems: Snow Angels, We Were
4 poems about snow. Snow can be fun. Snow can be dangerous. Make a snowball, but don’t throw it at your Mom. Snow is a metaphor for lost love. Become a snow angel, not an avenging angel.
Check Out My Whimsical Poem about a Multicultural 5-Course Meal
Another response to a dVerse Poets Pub prompt – a whimsical poem about a huge dinner that follows a structure that is both containing and creativity-inspiring
Be Who You Must Be, Baby!
Gordons Parks was a photographer, composer, author, poet, and film director, but more importantly for me, he was a prominent figure in my childhood and got into my psyche and my poetry.
She Never Fell, She Only Stumbled: Quadrille Poem
A quadrille poem of 44 words written in response to a dVerse Poets Pub prompt.
Autumnal Haibun Flows Like a River
A haibun about haibun and fall colors, in response to a prompt from D’Verse Poets’ Pub.
Even if we can pluck the moon from the sky, we probably shouldn’t
A short children’s story in response to the dVerse Poet’s Pub prompt: “You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket!”
When I’m Writing in My Night-Mind
I found the dVerse Poet’s Pub last week and got a huge dose of inspiration. This post – and poem – are in response to the prompt you can find here: dVerse Dead Poets’ Society. The challenge from Kim, who was hosting the “gathering”, was…
Haiku: We’ll Cross Each Bridge Together
A prompt from dVerse Poet’s Pub about bridges results in a heartfelt love haiku about forever.
