Hays Travelogue

That’s what the prompt said, and I’m not too thrilled with the outcome. Nonetheless, here is #20. The Bride Wore Red Who am I to say she shouldn’t have worn that dress while her groom skated circles around her on cloven hooves and pigs sang from the tree tops?

This one was not so easy, and the poem doesn’t feel at all finished. I actually wrote a short story, but that is even messier. Betrayal While her vacation spending spree spun into a series of small thefts, candy from the grocer, a towel from the hotel, money from my backpack, I stood on the [...]

Today’s prompt from Read Write Poem was to take words at random, singly or in bunches, from the list of 50. Having exhausted my interest in that list on a previous poem, I used the list of words deleted and added to the Oxford Junior Dictionary. The result is lunacy. A Cautionary Tale One day, [...]

The Read Write Poem prompt, to write about missing something, led me to a bunch of questions which led to Neruda’s Book of Questions which led to this. My Book of Questions i. Does the apple miss the tree once it has fallen? ii. Can we know what is lost by the ripples left on [...]