For Day 28, the words, Chantilly Lace, popped in my head and I rolled with it. I hope you enjoy the resulting poem. Image by Markéta Machová from Pixabay Chantilly Lace Delicate silk, shadow black Yet rarely the colour of milk Such intricate threads of floral design Delicate silk, shadow black for mourning... Continue Reading →
Pretty Lil’ Horses Pretty horses Running free from one fence to the next and in the barn come sunset warm hay fresh oats same tomorrow Pretty horses Running wild along the windswept shore and sea those roaming nomads, rough and untamed blowing breeze salted grass elemental survivors Pretty horses Running races they’re... Continue Reading →
Day 6 of National Poetry Month brings an oddball poem... Inside Out Inside backwards and roundabout Up, down, all around, churning, spilling breaking the brain box, falling out never restrained floating free never me Outside revolution twisting twice Broken says normal, all for free slanting salutations, and come with me hello morning... Continue Reading →
Be Afraid of the Dark 