Poetry Month
Poetry Month – April 29, 2022
There is less birdsong. There are fewer honey bees. Wildlife is in decline. Global warming is very real. As our homes and our lives become threatened by tornados, floods and fires, we have created our very own Solomon’s choice: what…Poetry Month – April 28, 2022
This poem was written after the Healing Trauma Class with the Truth Be Told Facilitators. We were asked to draw what love looked like then, now and in the future. Because I suck at drawing, this… LOVE IN THREE ACTS…Poetry Month – April 27, 2022
Obviously, my sister did not see this poem before she died but I think she would have liked it. WEATHER REPORT My sister called them the weather terroristsShe’d rail at how
They’d whip us into a frenzy
make us…
Poetry Month – April 26, 2022
Sometimes, when you are lucky, a poem slams into you. Like this… THE EDGE OF MANSFIELD It was in the ice crystals. The clouds that swirled over me had ice crystals in them. Someone said they were from the hurricane…Poetry Month – April 25, 2022
While I rely on the security of finding my blue dot on the screen, I still love the mysteries of paper maps and how they mark time, revealing gaps in where we’ve been and where we are going. The Mapmaker…Poetry Month – April 24, 2022
One of the many exercises I give my students is the juxtaposition of an emotion and an object: Regret in terms of a shiny black shoe; Anger in terms of a pink blouse. It’s a way to get at the…Poetry Month – April 23, 2022
TIME CHANGE You woke at threeIn the new time
I slept till six in the old
We had coffee at seven
Ate just bought eggs
and talked until eight or so about
things we were going to do today.…
Poetry Month – April 22, 2022
As a New England girl, reading the weather is essential to survival. MOM She was my sun.I watched her from my crib
a blanket on the floor
my highchair perch
best of all, from her lap.
The closer to…
Poetry Month – April 21, 2022
Sometimes, only through the lens of time, can you realize that you might have had your priorities in the wrong order… ANNIVERSARY TodayI was married
Fill-in-the-blank years ago It was cloudy
Portending rain
Fill-in-the-blank years ago I was all…
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