Tag: dVerse Poets Pub

The Hills So Green (a Poem)

The Hills So Green (a Poem)

A dVerse-inspired 144-word poem written on my late mother’s birthday, the same day I stepped away from corporate life and into retirement. It reflects on grief, legacy, and the courage to begin a new chapter while carrying her joy and verve forward.

Children’s Poem: Wombat Rides Again

Children’s Poem: Wombat Rides Again

A whimsical 44-word children’s poem sends a wombat, frog, unicorn, kangaroo and jackalope into poetic chaos. Inspired by the dVerse quadrille prompt using “dog,” this tiny tale takes a playful hop into Ogden Nash-ish nonsense.

Sea Foam Never Tangles (a poem)

Sea Foam Never Tangles (a poem)

Inspired by a dVerse Poetics prompt using the names of flower varieties, this poem wandered into sea foam, shooting stars, restless hearts, and the mysterious persistence of beauty in the natural world.

Grandparent Joy Blooms on Dandelion Wind (a quadrille poem for dVerse)

Grandparent Joy Blooms on Dandelion Wind (a quadrille poem for dVerse)

Dandelion wishes and golden light shape a 44-word quadrille, inspired by a perfect grandparent day and the enduring, ever-growing bloom of love across generations.

Abundance is a Shared Language; Are You Hungry? Can I Feed You?

Abundance is a Shared Language; Are You Hungry? Can I Feed You?

At Glover Gardens, food is how I show love. This poem, inspired by a dVerse prompt, honors my mom, the joy of cooking for others, and the shared language of abundance that brings people together around the table.

Trying to Coax Out a Little Wisdom (A dVerse Quadrille)

Trying to Coax Out a Little Wisdom (A dVerse Quadrille)

A dVerse Quadrille prompt on the word coax sent me down a path of wondering—about rumor, belief, outrage, and whether wisdom can still be persuaded to show up.

Ocean Winds Shaped the Days We Kept (Perfect Childhood Poem)

Ocean Winds Shaped the Days We Kept (Perfect Childhood Poem)

A simple poem in a Chaucerian structure that conveys the simple innocence of a childhood along the Texas Gulf Coast.

Today’s Cold Miasma (a Poem)

Today’s Cold Miasma (a Poem)

A poem reflecting the bad news of today. Now is the winter of our discontent.

The Thief: The Murder of Hope

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.

Food is Love, I Know Food, and I Know You

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?

String Theory: Some Poems Just Gotta Be Read Aloud!

String Theory: Some Poems Just Gotta Be Read Aloud!

Short recording of a poem that’s whimsical, slightly naughty, is like an old-style fairy tale with villains (think the Brothers’ Grimm’s Snow White), and has a cat (shades of T.S. Eliot’s Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats).

Quadrille Poem:  Enzo in the Rearview Mirror

Quadrille Poem: Enzo in the Rearview Mirror

Winter storm Enzo brought record-breaking snows to the South along the Gulf of Mexico. Brrrr! It’s poetry-worthy!

Negation Poem: Beach Life Childhood

Negation Poem: Beach Life Childhood

My childhood at the beach is a constant muse for poetry and a guide for how to live, an everlasting gift from my parents, who chose to leave suburbia for a life on the coast that would their children to be children and their lives to authentic and grounded in nature.

newspapers (a stream of consciousness poem)

newspapers (a stream of consciousness poem)

A quick poem in response to a prompt from the dVerse Poets Pub about newspapers.

Poetry Form: Magic 9, Acclaiming and Not-the-Saming

Poetry Form: Magic 9, Acclaiming and Not-the-Saming

A poem in the “Magic 9” format that highlights the characteristics both positive and negative cultures and promotes diversity.

poem: i can buy my own flowers

poem: i can buy my own flowers

A bitter and melodramatic mashup of two tiny poems in response to a dVerse Poets Pub prompt about being stood up. But hey, I learned that I can buy my own flowers.

Poem: he immediately knew he’d found his friends

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)

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)

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).

“Catalog Verse”: Randomness Into Meaning

“Catalog Verse”: Randomness Into Meaning

A dVerse Poets Pub “catalog verse” prompt that began with seeming randomness evovled into a poem about regrets, loss, grief, forgiveness and finally, hopefulness.