Walking my dog into the labyrinth
he has no sense of following the path
(marked with stone and showing the way)
he prefers random ins and outs
sniffs along breaking the barriers
(set by man to keep us in line)
smudge on his nose
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dVerse prompt to write a quadrille and use the word smudge. I actually know a dog named Smudge but this is not about him. This is about my dog who always has his nose in just about everything.
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Rhododendron
blooming
purple in its splendor
risk taken
after a flower
the fade
no longer the showcase
of the garden
fertilize
mulch the ground
prepare it for
another bloom
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dVerse prompt on risk and remodel— garden is beautiful and then it isn’t
crucial to finding the way is this there is no beginning or end only a lingering in the middle caught in the middle of nothing and nothing with no end marks and capital letters no space whiteness on a paper where a word isn’t and silence takes over just a blob of words on a page of middleness
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dVerse prompt on prosy using Jo Harjo’s line Crucial to finding the way is this: there is no beginning or end. combined exercise with Ursula K. Lê Guin’s Steering the Craft Exercise 2 to write with no punctuation
Why are sharpies so permanent?
Somethings just leave their mark
like when I can’t sleep and it’s
three am and
the dog wakes me up at six and
I know that’s not enough
there are so many answers
just give me coffee
Start with a word
not just any word
Word moist with truth
revealing my truth
Truth hard to find
seek til you find
Find its purpose
aware of purpose
Purpose to write
so hope to write
Write now
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NaPoWriMo Day 30 prompt to give directions. I hope this will help me keep writing after today.
my words travel
out into a void of hearing
wanting to stop the flow
to see if you are listening
I do that all the time
just stop in mid-sentence
or in a poem when
suddenly the words stop
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NaPoWriMo prompt for day 27. My choice
Words move over the page
back and forth
no reason or destination
hoping to see a site
pick up friends
trying not to be seen
don’t honk the horn
when you’re done
just ditch it
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Joywriting is a chapter in Susan G. Woodbridge’s Poemcrazy: Freeing Your Life With Words, a NaPoWriMo prompt for Day 18.
Joyriding is a term used for car theft that involves just driving around until it runs out of gas.
My daughter loved the book of poetry Where the Sidewalk Ends. She took it to bed. Nestled in those pages was the line “If you are a dreamer, come in.” by Shel Silverstein.
I remember the dreams I had for me and I remember the dreams I had for you. Not just ordinary ones like getting a good grade in school or going to a fine university, living in a two story house or taking a trip to Greenland. Not the dream to be a poet or magician or architect. My dreams concerned paradigms, broader in scope than world peacekeeping or disarmament. I dreamt contentment for us all, lack of greed and pride, love of the human race, coming in together.
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dVerse prosey prompt on Shel Silverstein quote from his poem Invitation.
“One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.”
Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums
“Yesterday they won’t misplace the wrong words, and I will not be complicated.”
Jane Swanson, dVerse prompt to flip a poem
“I’m quite illiterate, but I read a lot.” Holden Caulfield
Kindle me
to sleep at night
with words of escape
imprison me
send me from cell to cell
with your chapters
packed full of defeats
and promises
each character a splice
of an unfolding humanity
