“Thus the world grows rich, grows wild, and you too, grow rich, grow sweetly wild, as you too were born to be.” —- from “The Other Kingdoms” by Mary Oliver
Watercolors Our days and nights bleed togetherWatercolors on canvasHue and tint minglingOver hours, minutes, secondsOur passing bodies weave a patternOf do’s and don’tsOf when’s and what if’sWe linger in life’s paint strokesIts colors running faster and faster In response to dVerse Poet’s Pub prompt for Quadrille #136: Let’s Linger. It’s been a long, long time … More Watercolors
Friends, I’m thinking about purchasing my domain. I’m torn between using Zouxzoux.com or CharlotteHamrick.com. What do you think?
After the Dance I smooth my dress Lathered in a stormy lie Washed in acrylic intent A waning wind tongues withered dreams Runs on fiddled feet Drives a purpled moon in a godless sky
I realize September isn’t done yet but I’m done with it. (Insert teeth-clenched smile.) I felt like getting a poetry I’ve loved post out there so here it is. I love the diversity of subjects in these poems. Each one gives us something to ponder which is one of the great things about poetry, IMO. … More Favorite Poetry 3rd Quarter 2021
I visited The Oracle this morning and here’s what she said…. Crushed Shine me like waxy whispers through a thousand tiny storms Honey my hair in forest mist rock spray and lazy lake wind Chant diamond-tongued petals sweet in the moonlight Soar like a symphony in a lust-milked sky
From my visit to The National September 11 Memorial & Museum.
This is a really interesting essay in a really interesting blog I’ve recently begun reading. I recommend it, poets! The 1960s brought an awareness of an emerging environmental crisis. This crisis captured the attention of poets and led to the creation of ecopoetry… Nature, Poetry, and Ecopoetry
It’s with shocked sadness that I found out that friend and former NOLAfemmes contributor Laura Bergerol has passed away. NOLAfemmes was a group blog I created in 2009 that focused on New Orleans culture and politics. It closed in 2015. Laura was a kind and compassionate woman, a dedicated advocate for animals who came to … More RIP Laura Bergerol
The poet’s bright soul is shatteredDarkness shouts through the cracks Scarab enablers crawl – a cracklingof criticism, a skittering of fingertips – Over the poet’s broken shell – poor, poor poet!Her piteous sighs caress the scarabs like bees In smoke – their kindness subdued , their thinkingNumbed How many ways might a scarab threaten death?How … More Scarabs Crawl Over Poetry Discourse