Beyond All Ken

Tonight’s poem comes from the following IWWG (International Women’s Writing Guild) prompt: The dead know everything. For this week's writing exercise, begin there. Or end there: write toward it. Or insert this breathtaking phrase in the middle of your piece (prose or verse).     Ken   the dead know everything they understand you are … Continue reading Beyond All Ken

Cento for Your Thoughts

I’ve been on a poetry book buying/reading jag in the last year. A long overdue occurrence. I’ve also been on a form poetry writing jag. So far, the forms have been - pantoum, elegy, aubade, haiku, tanka, monostich, free verse, golden shovel, and tonight’s form, cento.     Bone Cento from Bone by Yrsa Daley-Ward … Continue reading Cento for Your Thoughts

For All We Know

Stories, stories everywhere. Especially here.     This   Everything catches my eye: spent blossoms of blue plumbago in a small tidy heap vivid beneath grass-green leaves and its whip-like stems a man, stopped mid-stride on a sidewalk, debating with air the time and its demons, ragged clothing aflap on his livewire frame Nostalgic for … Continue reading For All We Know