On Reacquainting Yourself with Washing by Hand If you don’t pay attention when you press the cloth into the teapot’s mouth a soft stream will push through the spout and soak all the things you laid out on the counter
It’s been a little while since I posted any of my little poems from the Every Day Poems Facebook prompts. Here’s a sampling from the last couple of months. New, polished, clean– and still it is a chain (featured in Every Day Poems) He lacked […]
I admit it. I love my socks.
A poem about Mickey Mouse, buckets and brooms, inspired by Disney’s “Fantasia.”
Today is Poetry at Work Day. Not so long ago, when I first started playing with poetry, it often centered on my work. In fact, I used to house it all at its own blog, called PoetiClaims, until I got comfortable enough with the idea of writing poetry to actually put my own name to […]
Sometimes I help out writing the daily poetry prompts on the Every Day Poems Facebook page. (Where else can you go to work and write poetry before 9:00 in the morning?) A few of my recent short poems.
A poem from my kitchen: Out of Place
I don’t know how to age a tree, without cutting it open to count the rings. This tree in front of the tan house, taller than its two stories, is it older than me? Did it once watch my yellow hair, my skinny legs grow, and cover me while I drank Kool Aid in July […]