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I read poetry at a spring craft show Saturday. There was a breeze that kept tousseling my hair. I READ POETRY I read poetry in the wind and my hair went wild I have experienced 66 summers Not all good Thankfully Not all bad This season might be my best I understand thankfulness Summers whenContinue reading “June 6th”

DREAM CATCHER The first Americans had big dreams Land a plenty with game and fresh water It was  so worthy They created  a catcher for those dreams Loneliness Takes Charge If you are looking for love in all the wrong places I advise you to check all the obvious spaces Between cushions and within theContinue reading “A few New Poems”

February 17th my husband was on his way home to pick me up. We were headed out to Cambridge Springs, PA. to look at a very secluded piece of property. About when I thought he should be pulling in, he called. He sounded strange and said he couldn’t go, he wasn’t feeling well. My brainContinue reading “A Lot Can Happen in Three Months.”

Gearing up for so many projects. Two new Anthologies that I am a part of. Women of Courage feels like such an honor to have been asked. Just started serious work on 2022 WOW. News to be released soon. Responses to prompts IRISH CREAM My hair is deep chestnut My eyes the shade of HersheyContinue reading “Getting Busy”

I am starting out 2022 with the gift of a few new poems slipping in to a cold tired brain. Someone posted a poem about walking. I used it as a walking prompt. RED GERANIUMS My disabled mom and I did a yearly trek to buy her Geraniums We walked from Levi’s on the cornerContinue reading “Two new poems”

The New Year The new year is fresh and clean Like the scent of a tiny baby Like the air after April rain Like sea breezes rolling in on tides The new year is freshLike leeks from your garden Like a Crsipen blush apple Like strawberries picked in the field The New Year is freshContinue reading “The New Year”

TREES Trees like birds in flight light off the wind Is it goodness blowing in? Or is it death deciding to go? Fall to winter wanders Winter slips to spring But this thing was wicked wild wind Slicing, slapping, clapping toppling timber to the ground The sound of air slamming like ram heads together ThisContinue reading “The weather outside was frightful”

I have been dabbling in prompt poetry for several months now. Trying out different styles. Some I knew of and never tried, a couple I had never heard of. I am creating a collection of all those short prompted poems to have fun with at some point. I have enjoyed belonging to the group andContinue reading “Ampersand – Poetry and Prompts Group”