Wateron a hot day,pitchers filled with ice cubes.Has there ever been refreshmentbetter?Wateris our best friend—until the rains won’t stop,the creeks rise, and the basement floodsagain.Untilhurricanes blowtossing trees and houses,and even…
Safety pins have been aroundfor hundreds, maybe thousands, of years.They haven’t always been called that,and they haven’t always saved the day from a crisis.For some they are jewelryor pieces of…
I’ve always been particular about who I call friend.In a world where strangerscan ask you to be their friendwith the click of a button,the word has lost its meaning.I have…
Open the windowand in-flu-enza —an epidemic joke not followed by laughterDark humor to avoid tearsOpen the windowLet sunshine and fresh air inBreathe deep, fill your lungsFor the moment it is…
Before the age of high school yearbooksthere were simple autograph bookswith blank pages filled, not only with signatures,but thoughts from friends and family.Sometimes silly, sometimes sincere,sometimes a little of both.Though…
She saved the china handed down through generationsfor special occasions,but no occasion seemed special enoughto run the risk of chipping a plate.She ooh-ed and ahh-ed over clothes gifted to herfor…
April is Poetry Month, and you know what that means. It’s time for us to celebrate poetry in all its forms. Traditionally, my way of doing that is to attempt…
I never asked for this job.I was minding my own business,helping the Mrs. take care of the hutch,on the lookout for kits trying to make a great escape.I don’t mean…
We live in stressful times.Some stand and shout truthto a world that has largely stopped listening.Others spray their lies like a fireman’s hoseat full force, trying to squash the spreading…
Today is National Haiku Day, chosen because haiku have 17 syllables, I suppose. I thought it would be apt to take today’s “city” prompt and write some haiku with opposing…
This poem was written for yesterday’s “fantastic” prompt. Nothing came more naturally than writing this about my fantastic daughter-in-law, Gina, who is graduating from law school next month. She’s fantastic…
To Form or Not To Form(The prompt for today.)Poetrycomes in shapesof all kinds.Stanzas andsyllables, just three each.There you havea TricubeOh, how fun.***Sometimes cubeshold roses’ red beautyOr monstersgnawing jaws,so scary.Sometimes cubesmelt…
