It certainly could have been yesterdayI’m usuallylost someday we’ll lookback on thisand it willall seem funny.Ha hano.Funny in the…
Any sane person anybody in a relationship a bodycan hope, wish candream a fantastical truthful dream.Every day…
She knows it’s like the drug
that cradles him
covers like a rug
and never ever a slim
chance to
break away
Thursday night try to sleep outside. The beach is dicey, so walk around looking for an alternative. A motel with patio furniture around a…
I am from the skeleton of coal minesSoot and tobaccoAnd men who don’t say muchI am from venison stewKnife handles carved from…
I’m from the first touchof the first girl’s hair and the haze of cherry lipgloss in the woods above the school;
I’m from prey and predators, the jungle and the night.
I’m from parakeets in the trees,their song in the breeze.
I got stuck somewhat quickly, but this is what came to me.
I am from family, from hand holds and group photos. I am from friends, from laughing so hard I can’t breathe. I am from adventure, from few rules, secrets and pushing boundaries. I am from…
I’m coming from a blue heron taking offlike an angel being born,from clouds moving in moonlight,your hands kneading…
Poetry Creation & PromptsFeeling stumped? Try an erasure poem to get the juices flowing. I find it helpful because you are starting with some content instead of a blank white screen of death: