I’ve been going to the mailbox lately and finding ants all over everything. The packages, envelopes, circulars, ants just everywhere. On a couple occasions it was dark so I didn’t knowuntil I got the mail into the houseand I freaked out a little bit, I did. I spent the entire evening chasing thesebastards all overContinue reading “#505: Ants in the Mailbox”
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#504: A Sonnet for Taylor Swift
I listened to a story today on my news app about how some friendships areending over Taylor Swift and I laughed. It’s not a real friendship if, really, that’sthe only sticking point between the pals. I like her. I love her. I mean, I like her music (honestly, not always), but I love her humanity, I admire hergumption and humorContinue reading “#504: A Sonnet for Taylor Swift”
#503: A Honey Bee
I scoop a honey bee out of the dog’s water dishwith a stick. She’s still alive, but barely, it seems,and I place the stick on top of the fence frameand watch her for awhile. She can’t fly. Her wingsare water-logged. She uses those forelegs to workher mandibles somehow, as if cleaning herself,perhaps, in her littleContinue reading “#503: A Honey Bee”
#502: Walking Meditation with Reactive Dogs
Walking Meditation with Reactive Dogs I set my timer, three bells chime, and we’re offon the walk, myself and the two dogs on the double lead. We walk and I focus on the breathing in and out while smilingbeatifically. They start to pull and the big dog begins barking at nothing.She does this for aContinue reading “#502: Walking Meditation with Reactive Dogs”
#501: On Stamps
On Stamps IA flying rat, or a lesser long-nosed bat, for seventy-five cents will accompany your letters and your packages to theirintended destination. And that’s that. IIA cat wears a yellow t-shirt on which is printed the likeness of a nondescript breedof dog head. Is that a lab, a hound of a sort,a collie? TheContinue reading “#501: On Stamps”
#500: On the Writing of 500 Poems
On the Writing of 500 Poems On April 1, 2013, I wrote the first poem I would everpublish as a blog post. Today, eleven years and fourteen days later, I write my 500th poemon the occasionof having written 500poems in eleven years. This doesn’t seem like nothing, but I know somepoets who have written aContinue reading “#500: On the Writing of 500 Poems”
#499: Anaphora Sonnet in Tercets and a Couplet (Better to be)
Today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo was to write using anaphora, a rhetorical strategy in which the same word or a phrase begins each line or stanza. It’s a cool idea and there are a lot of great ones out there and tons of super famous ones. In a short poem like a sonnet, the risk isContinue reading “#499: Anaphora Sonnet in Tercets and a Couplet (Better to be)”
#498: I’m Going To Listen To Everything
One of these daysI’m going to listento everything in my collection, one recordafter another record, non-stop, until I getto the end, from A to Z, I won’t stop, until the last record album is played. I’ll allow myself to do other things, eat, walk dogs,and do household chores and the like, but there will beContinue reading “#498: I’m Going To Listen To Everything”
#497: Does a potato grow in coastal clime?
Some explanation is in order. Today’s prompt on the glorious NaPoWriMo website is to play with sound, particularly with rhyme. Additionally, the prompt comes with further instructions to find ten specific types of words to begin with, and then to create a bank of rhyming words for those initial ten. I want to create myContinue reading “#497: Does a potato grow in coastal clime?”
#496: The Proud Boys and the Oath Keepers and all…
Now that, in the tall tale tradition, I have elevated Beyoncé in poem #495 to goddess and creator status, I thought I would try to do something a bit more serious with the subject. It’s fascinating to me, but not surprising I suppose, that an image, the same image, seen in two different contexts, canContinue reading “#496: The Proud Boys and the Oath Keepers and all…”
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