When the moon hits your eye you grab my arm to hold me still, saying I Won’t let you go —- and I turn faster than a deer out-running a bullet, grab your shirt under your chin, thrust my face into yours, say Oh, yeah? Then moonlight fell on us like holy raiments and I … More Napowrimo Day 17
As you may know, Twitter has a thriving writing community. It’s where I found many of the writers that I love to read. Today’s Creative Nonfiction selections have three writers I came to know through Twitter and two that are new to me, although I found their stories via Twitter links. For many years memoir … More Creative Nonfiction That Will Drop Your Mouth Open
I often turn to poetry when I’m feeling restless. There’s something about the rhythm and flow that seems to calm me, even if the subject isn’t calming. In that way, it’s a lot like music. The images of a poem mimic the melody of a musical piece, bits flowing in our heads just when we … More Poetry That Will Drop Your Mouth Open
My ache sings Rose petals Fluffy lickless love music A honey-tongued Dream Shot through with shadows * The Oracle was calling to me this morning. This is written in memory of my sweet Rosebud who died yesterday. I’m having a hard time reconciling that she’s gone – I guess it’s still too fresh.
Got a few minutes? Pining for a really good, quick read while you eat lunch or take a break from your daily routine? Have I got some gems for you! Seven Flash Fiction/Micro Fiction stories that’ll knock your socks off. One for every day of the week. Enjoy! * Venus Flytrap by Candace Hartsuyker in … More 7 Flash Fictions
With the holidays upon us I decided to go ahead and post my fourth quarter Favorites . I’m currently reading some books I plan to review here plus I have a post or two percolating so I don’t think I’ll be reading as many journals as usual until after the New Year. I’m linking to … More Favorite Reads, Last Quarter-ish
I’m very pleased to have a poem about loss & remembrance in @TLtrainmagazine & excited to be part of such a diverse zine. Thanks to Shahadat Hossain for accepting this piece. Image via Lismore Paper.
February 14 I don’t need to hear you say “I love you”, I want to know you do by the look in your eyes, the touch of your hand, the way you listen when I talk. I don’t need candy, flowers, diamonds or trips around the world. I only need you to be there during … More February 14
The last three books of poetry I’ve read couldn’t be more different. Two of them, “Milk and Honey” by Rupi Kaur and “Good Bones” by Maggie Smith, came to my attention on Twitter. Did you know there’s a vibrant poetry community on Twitter? Actually, there’s a vibrant writing community there. I’ve found some fantastic books, … More 3 Books, 3 Poets
Chromophore Dear one, its a still humid night my hair clings to the back of my neck until an errant breeze momentarily cools my skin and I think of you propped in your netted bed, your carmine-tipped hands fluttering over a canvas or penning a letter of love to your man with green-gold eyes. Your … More Napowrimo 16/30: Chromophore