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.
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.
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.
Poetry and prose have helped me process the shocking, gut-wrenching loss of a precious, unique, complicated person: my brother.
Heart-felt culinary love prose in response to the dVerse Poets Pub prompt. Food is my love language… what’s yours?
Random word sets are the basis for not-so-random haiku; find your own meaning in the wise crow and the wiser Dad.
A quick poem in response to a prompt from the dVerse Poets Pub about newspapers.
Poetry challenge from the dVerse Poets Pub is to write a quadrille (44-word poem) using the word “with” in some form.
Beatnik poem written in response to today’s dVerse poetry challenge, requiring that we use the Villonnet format, which was entirely new to me.
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.
A prequel poem about how Snoopy met Woodstock, and then they were found by Charlie Brown.
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.
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).
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.
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
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.
A quadrille poem of 44 words written in response to a dVerse Poets Pub prompt.
A haibun about haibun and fall colors, in response to a prompt from D’Verse Poets’ Pub.
A short children’s story in response to the dVerse Poet’s Pub prompt: “You cannot pluck moonlight to bring in your pocket!”
