Day 17 I have a good reason for being late-ish today. A great reason! I was poeming. That ABC poem from last Friday? – My muse decided what it really should consist of: and I’m mostly blind today so it took a while – and two devices – to type it out.
I’ll share it with you at the end of today’s offering.
Day 16 – I know, I know. this is late – the day near-done for some of you. But it is Monday, which is one of two weekdays that are heavily scheduled for me. So – I’m free now to spend time with you!
I am switching out my planned prompt for an image/concept that has been coming to the fore of my thoughts today; it has been “weighing” on me. Continue reading “Apr 16 #AprPAD #NaPoWRiMo”→
Last night’s Moments Before Midnight poetry reading was fun – one of the highlights is when my Facebook friend, C. Steven Blue, performed his “# (hashtag) Not My President” to a drumbeat.
Day 6 This is one of those days when I have to build this post in stages; my computer nicknamed Lady Pixy is acting like a bitch, only giving me increments of 3 consecutive minutes at a time …
Today is Maya Angelou’s birthday – she would have been 90. What an amazing poet she was! I had the pleasure of hearing her read before when she was in Salem.
My PAD prompt is … “collage” – Collect images from newspapers and magazines either by clipping them or making a list of the colors, things, people, objects, and their qualities that you notice as you look through them. If you’ve clipped images, create a collage of the clippings as an illustration of a poem not yet written, and then write that poem. If you’ve collected images as text, use the snippets to create a poem. Continue reading “Apr 2 #AprPAD #NaPoWRiMo”→
Finally! April is here and with it all the Poem-A-Day games challenges. Time to smash down any mental brick walls stumbling blocks you may have been running into. Today National/Global Poetry Month. starts – and with it the annual writing challenges “Poem-A-Day” aka PAD. Also Camp NaNoWriMo starts …
Today’s is going to be a long post – Because it is the final day to prepare for National Poetry Month and I have a lot of irons in the fire – so to speak.
I keep falling down those rabbit holes; seriously, I think that March Hare has a thing for me. But there’s only so long I can walk on ceilings before the need becomes driving for solid earth again.
The United States right now is craaazy! What ‘s right is wrong, what’s black is white, what’s up is down; feeding the hungry is being outlawed, defending the vulnerable is being portrayed as attacking white males and the NRA is taking an affront with schoolchildren denouncing slaughter in the schools.
Today is one of my favorite days – my “baby” sister’s birthday! And I’m missing her.
I remember this day the pictures was taken, a quick Easter picture before heading to church, reaching out towards mom’s pink and purple roses near the driveway.It was a mild spring day in San Jose, early morning,
As a tree-hugger & conservationist, I am alarmed with how we humans impact our earth and our fellow planetary travelers. Especially Continue reading “Mar 23 prompt”→