 Halloween coming The darkness falls now Still not soon enough I love Halloween It is the only night ever We are not that strange The veil is drawn taut I feel them near to me now Lost family, friends Well there’s some Halloween Haiku for you. I’ve got a …
It isn’t You. I want to be left alone. No sound but my own breath, No touch but my own hands holding the sides of my vibrating head. I don’t want to speak, to reassure or sympathize or solve. I don’t want to move to fold, sweep or rearrange. I …
The other side of the Rainbow I won’t just hope or wait for the day when I can see your registry and change my mind three times over what present I want you both to keep from me for years. I won’t just hope or wait for the day when …
I generally don’t go for many forms of poetry other than the haiku. I was forced to write Sonnets way back, and a sestina oh and and an ode…that list could go on and on. And I found out it made me angry. I love READING those things, reading nearly …
Night Sounds The entire house sighs. The day has ended for child, cats, husband is ending for me. But I hold on for a few minutes of no dishes clattering, no dryer bleating the call to hang up shirts no rattle of papers to read, initial here, agree to volunteer …
It. being 8  It started before 8 and after 8 a.m and after 8 pm  and it went all day and it crushed my wings and broke my bones.  It kept me from sleep and sent me to bed unable to stand.  It left me outside …
“Arise from sleep, old cat,And with great yawns and stretchings…Amble out for loveâ€Â ― Issa, Japanese Haiku: Two Hundred Twenty Examples of Seventeen-Syllable Poems From this article on writing Haiku: http://www.ahapoetry.com/haiartjr.htm   I’ll try the first three, compare, contrast and association.   A misting rain falls Our child sleeping quietly Now …
 The Day after the Day After Tomorrow  I wish I could always be the fur soft blanket, the cool pillow, the warmest cup of chocolate for you dear one. Not the grimacing harpy, the nagging ogress the shaking finger of homework and underwear not in hamper.  But …
 Dancing a Circle  Twilight is walking the cemetery with me on my heels as I try to stave off the rest my friends have taken.  Behind the well mannered trees where no one can see I dance, earphones playing songs I don’t admit and laugh.  I …
Running a little late this year. But I have another one to follow tomorrow. Then we’ll go outside and see what progress James has made on the spookifying of Winwood Manor.
Mountains of Leaves Under the leaves Fired with red, breaking with yellow Dew makes the grass still green And as the trees lose more and more they Don’t all shatter underfoot, but slide Careful don’t fall. He’ll go out soon, collecting the sodden And the crisp, the dastardy sweet gum balls …
Well I’m going to give something a try. Tomorrow I’m going to put together my first Halloween blog/movie  and see if I can get going on having at least two Halloween themed entries a week. I’m also trying #Octpowrimo , which considering my poetry writing, once such a huge (in both …
Yonderly –Doesn’t that mean over that way–way over that way? I’ve read it means mental and/or emotional distance, which sort of makes sense. But I can only find that one place, so I’m not sure that is actually a word or the definition of it. I did find this website: …
the sex chromosome that is present in both sexes: singly in males and doubly in females; "human females normally have two X chromosomes" I think the biological definition of gender is obsolete. I think gender is more fluid than that. I think, I believe in my heart, that if there …
Honestly my first inclination is to say W is for Who, as in Doctor. As in wobbly wobbly timey wimey stuff. As in my other major obsession next to Star Trek and music. My favorite Doctor is still the 10th. I started with the 4th and 5th. Liked the 8th. …
Vociferous Vitriolic Vociferously Vitriolic=what current political discourse is. I have long been interested in politics. I worked on my first campaign when I was still in single digits–handing out flyers at the mall for Bill Clinton. I get unreasonably excited about the privilege of voting–so much so that our daughter …
