Kimberlee Conway Ireton wrote this morning at Tweetspeak Poetry about Wave’s Erasure Poetry Page where they present a piece of writing. You take out words to create a poem. It’s kind of like the black-out poetry we did at Laity Lodge last fall. Here’s the black-out poem I created then. You can’t read it well […]
Red is . . . (a color poem)
Red is a geranium, the only flower I can’t kill. It’s a blood orange in the west and a sign that means stop. Red is the crunch of leaves, a cardinal’s song, and hummingbirds fighting at the feeder. It’s a barn full of stomping hooves and swishing tails. Red is a warm tomato fresh […]
More Than Enough
“Take some more tea,” the March Hare said to Alice, very earnestly. “I’ve had nothing yet,” Alice replied in an offended tone, “so I can’t take more.” “You mean you can’t take less,” said the Hatter. “it’s very easy to take more than nothing.” More Than Enough More always more to do to […]
I’m Afraid to Read Ann Voskamp
“What are you hiding?” She asked. I stared at her. “What do you mean?” (It probably really came out like “Whaddayamean?”) I’d been transcribing reports for Heidi, a rehabilitation nurse, for several months. “I tell you about my family, stuff I’m doing, but you never tell me anything about you. It’s like you’re in the […]
Are We Crazy?
Absolutely free! But it can cause worse damage yellow lace, age spots from rusting. Drives you a little crazy. Rust–one of the toughest stains, but all you really need is the safer substitute, a splash of something. Swish! A sweeter smelling way, a secret liquid that makes you tight and taut. It’s all you really […]
To Greet the God in Me
Within the fence I limp searching for my soul past faded cones and seeds still clinging to the tree past algaed walls and rubbled piles of loss and buried dreams a grendeled past of fear and shame. And though I wear the helmet of a king and carry a sharp sword I look for just one […]
Sweet Red Symphony
Love whispers petals crushed on tongues of salty grief that bleed a sweet red symphony and rises on the wings of hope. Words would just not come this month for Tweetspeak Poetry’s February prompt of red. So today I played with magnetic words and came up with these few brief lines. Though he […]
Love and Stillness
Be still and know I AM. Know I AM and be still. Reposting this from the archives because my words have been stilled this week. ********** But now thoughts travel. I remember silence across miles. A bench seat center. Knee to knee. Left hand encircles wheel. Right hand encircles my left. World passes. No words. Just […]
Time Out to Celebrate Megan
(Reposting this from October because it just seems fitting today.) Lyla Lindquist is celebrating, too. Be sure to join the party at her place. And we’re celebrating with Jennifer over at Getting Down with Jesus. SUNRISE by Megan Willome It’s disgraceful All this color Splattered Pink flung Purple creeping Then orange Why orange? The clouds […]
Because it’s My Birthday: Horseshoe Lake (revisited)
I planned to skip today. I mean, celebrating my birthday with the one who gave me birth being gone now two days shy of only two months just seemed–well, too hard. I even stripped my birthdate off my Facebook profile so it could pass quietly. I tried to share my feelings with one family member–perhaps […]
