Photo by Yaroslav Shuraev on Pexels.com Skyward mist alwaysthwarts my backyard view despitemy northern addressAurora overthe horizon, visiblejust behind these clouds *Generally haikus are untitled or referenced by the first line, but since I'm posting this online, I thought a title would make things simpler. I hope you enjoyed the poem!*If you’d like to read … Continue reading POEM: “Auroras”
poem
POEM: “The Newer April Fools”
Photo by Antonio Friedemann on Pexels.com The Cuyahoga County Public Library system posts a daily poem by an Ohio poet each day during the month of April for National Poetry Month. Today also happens to be April Fool’s Day, and the anniversary of my father’s funeral (in 2016). He was a jokester his entire life … Continue reading POEM: “The Newer April Fools”
POEM: “flight”
Photo by Matheus Bertelli on Pexels.com “flight”If I print out all my fears and tear them to pieces, shred themlike confetti, and burn them to cinders, can I exorcize themor will they merely become airborne--given the ability to fly like darkened angels before the fall? *If you’d like to read about my progress and plans … Continue reading POEM: “flight”
POEM: “Orchard”
Photo by Maria Orlova on Pexels.com “Orchard” News six thousand miles away banishes sleep from my dry aching eyes Turbulent times rule my waking mind: women weep amid the rubble Why do men destroy what others planted?--Orange trees thriving in desert *If you’d like to read about my progress and plans this year, as well … Continue reading POEM: “Orchard”
POEM: “Bertha Lived: 1871-1924”
“Bertha lived: 1871-1924” --by Cat Russell dark eyes pull me close across the years between us, downturned lips speak wordlessly: you have a story to tell. your pristine black-and-white captures how pretty you were with brown-bunned hair pulled up above your shirt’s high collar, within the pale oval of your face your eyes light up … Continue reading POEM: “Bertha Lived: 1871-1924”
POEM: “Hamlet’s bones”
Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com “Hamlet’s bones” you observe the hand of little employment has the daintier sense as the sexton moves mounds of dirt, cleans his betters’ bones, digs himself a deeper hole. so enlightened prince, pick up your spade, help your fellow or does your philosophy amount to no more than to … Continue reading POEM: “Hamlet’s bones”
POEM: “there’s no such thing as ordinary”
Photo by Cleyton Ewerton on Pexels.com “there’s no such thing as ordinary” my hair serpentining in the wind like an orgy of snakes above Medusa’s sparking eyes the smell of petrichor and manure--a perfume born by storm clouds in a silver-etched sky Neil Gaiman’s voice sketches London Underground’s unknown imagination roams roads other than the … Continue reading POEM: “there’s no such thing as ordinary”
POEM: “moth tears”
Photo by Captures of mine on Pexels.com “moth tears” featherlight white moths with open wings prey upon the massive bovine’s bright eye pale hearts circle one large brown iris points dip into its deep chocolate depth impatient for distress, they probe its tenderness feast upon her pain: a delicacy of salt tears lachrymose hunters disguised … Continue reading POEM: “moth tears”
FOUND POEM: “The Art”
<text of above poem> “The Art” every morning/ the day broke I/ boldly/ spoke I/ open/ the door Never before that night/ my own power/ I could scarcely/ contain I/ open/ the door dream of/ secret deeds black as pitch/ I/ could not see kept pushing/ on # *The above found poem was created using … Continue reading FOUND POEM: “The Art”
FOUND POETRY: “Our Art”
<text of above poem> “Our Art” defines /circuitous pathways to find a place of one’s own journeys through time and place in images and words that give voice to /realities adapting to a new world from where /stories began draw upon /memories and /narratives research /meaning books /will illuminate each /story the space that images … Continue reading FOUND POETRY: “Our Art”