There’s still approximately 15 minutes left to Word Wednesday here in Eastern Standard Time, so here’s one from 2021 that hasn’t been revised at all and, in fact, hadn’t been read since it was typed into the magic poem machine […]
Tag: poetry
poison parrots
words are slippery things, meanings & inference & subtlety all lost in a blink – twisted, turned, maimed, & unrecognizable in the wrong hands. each year, i read the words of a peacemaker & lover of justice perverted & prostituted […]
Late Spring Word Wednesday
One day after my triumphant return to blogging and I almost missed posting something. Okay, so maybe it’s not so much triumphant as wobbling back out onto rollerskates after a couple decades, but indulge for a bit if you would. […]
A Connected Word Wednesday
After a few weeks of new poems, I decided to reach back a couple years and dust one off. i stand connected too far from a future to see the right answers and too close to a past that contains […]
Word Wednesday On A Friday
Through some interesting (and frustrating) mutations of my sleep schedule this week, Wednesday turned into a contest for survival and I didn’t post anything for Word Wednesday. So, rather than wrack my brain for something to write about today, I […]
An Expected Word Wednesday
First off, thank you to everyone for their kind words regarding yesterday’s post and our precious Mia. This week’s poem is from a few weeks back, during another burst of late night creativity. This time, I was reading Pablo Neruda […]
My Gift To You
Time to celebrate another slingshot around the sun I suppose. Sounds so much cooler than birthday doesn’t it? Like I was actually more a part of the process than hanging on for dear life as this little blue-green ball hurtles […]
Parbaked Word Wednesday
I’ll freely admit that this poem is a bit on the underside of cooked. It started out of an afternoon of staring at the walls and wondering what to do with myself. Then, I asked myself the title as a […]
These Word Wednesdays
Have to confess that rather than writing consistently to start the year, it’s been stops and starts. Quick bursts of output and then days of dormancy. Since I don’t want to bore anyone more than they might already be, all […]
The Hill
I’d planned to post a poem this morning since Word Wednesday was pre-empted by the Inauguration, but there’s nothing that I could post that would be better than the poem Amanda Gorman read yesterday, “The Hill We Climb”. So, I […]