Monday, December 2, 2019

Scars Are Armor

The Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, the blog where I first shared poetry, is closing in January. The site will remain open as an archive, so I shan’t wail too violently. Still, I will miss it... To say goodbye, I plan to write for every prompt until it closes. Rommy is hosting today, and she asked for poems brewed out of “words to live by”. I chose scars and armor, and birthed this wee senryū:


embraced scars
make the best armor
of living


via

Saturday, November 30, 2019

Once Upon a Fall…

out of the shadows,
I shall grow a word forest
to un-shade our feels

when oaks go naked,
I wrap myself in the scent
of fresh lavender

once upon a fall,
my eyes heard a stump screaming
of New York squirrels

for Poets United Pantry of Poetry and Prose #6