Tag Archive | poetry
June, Front Porches, and Missing Martians
“Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher.”–Ray Bradbury (Dandelion Wine) I picked up a copy of Dandelion Wine the day I heard Ray Bradbury died. How fitting he should leave us on a day early in June. I love Fahrenheit 451, and read it every ten or fifteen years to see how many…
June Haiku and Other Stuff
Roses shout at the passers-by; announcing that summer has arrived And now for the “other stuff.” First, in honor of summer’s imminent arrival here in the cool and cloudy Pacific Northwest: Yahoo!!!! Okay, enough of that. I need to get outside soon and lay some soaker hoses in the garden before everything grows too much.. […]
Seed Savers: Heirloom, Sneak Peek
Excerpt from Heirloom, book three in Seed Savers Series Clare didn’t know how she could stay indoors on a day like today—sixty-five degrees, sunny and warm. And yet she couldn’t think of anything more to do outside. After she got home from school, she let the chickens wander while she pulled weeds from Marissa’s […]
Spring
Spring Poem I need a poem for spring I check my chapbook—the one I wrote two years ago. I look under my bed; wander through the house, searching. And through each window the rising sun peeks. It’s out there—I know it—spring. Pungent daffodils such bright yellow you expect them to rub off on your hands […]
But Her Feet Show It
A couple of summers ago, to gain a few more credit hours (teachers have to do that), I took a class for reading and writing poetry. We learned about using various writing prompts to lead to poetry writing. One of my favorites was starting with someone else’s poem and then “answering” it. So for a […]
Time For A Poem Break
How to Write a Poem Sit in the grass and watch the words play. Hopscotch and Leapfrog, jumping to and fro and over each other. London Bridge is falling down a word now caught in place put in jail throw away the key. Or perhaps it is Red Rover Red Rover […]
Gone Camping
And so we go. Dropping the Son off at surf camp is an excellent excuse to camp somewhere along the coast. Because of Aged Cat at home and the promise of hot weather (to cause destruction to potted garden plants), we won’t stay more than a night or two…easier now with the teardrop. Until our […]
Chasing Poems
Chasing Poems They’re everywhere, these poems in the scent of strawberries mingled with onions as we cruise down a country road. They’re written on the scraps of paper that litter my kitchen counter half-written recipes and nameless phone numbers. They’re in the trees and bushes of my neighbor’s yard just beyond sight calling out in […]
June, Front Porches, and Missing Martians
“Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher.”–Ray Bradbury (Dandelion Wine) I picked up a copy of Dandelion Wine the day I heard Ray Bradbury died. How fitting he should leave us on a day early in June. I love Fahrenheit 451, and read it every ten or fifteen years to see how many […]
