Poetry Marathon 2016, Hour Five: The last time I went there

Fifth poem of the day. The green fields I see out the window always remind me of earlier travels It doesn’t matter that I have not seen them before I think the color is enough to spark the memory Farmlands punctuated by electrical towers always let me know where I am on the journey The buildings [...]

Somewhere along the line (or A poem in which I exhaust the metaphor of life as a train trip)

Up late after hearing about the death of Muhammad Ali and watching old clips on YouTube. Every day, the train makes its run along the line at each stop, a few more people exit the car At first, the train remains mostly full it still has a long way to go For the longest time, [...]

While I wait (A poem)

Started while sitting in a coffee shop that was a bit too warm for comfort… The room is large, but the tables are small there’s barely enough space for two and it’s hot—almost too hot for waiting Yet here I am, waiting for you There’s barely enough space for two but I’m making do with [...]

The long slide from hope to rage (A poem)

This pantoum was inspired by the title of an article appearing in The Guardian: http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/mar/02/the-guardian-view-on-super-tuesday-the-long-slide-from-hope-to-rage They say it’s a long slide from hope to rage some have been on the slide for a long, long time Some stand at the top, peering nervously over the edge hoping it’s not their turn this time Some have been on [...]

Dear Iris (A poem)

Today’s epistle, another terzanelle, is inspired by my choice to work on my tax return today… I swear, now you’re just toying with me getting my hopes up, and then WHAM! You know it doesn’t take much to make me dizzy… If the window’s closed, the door won’t slam It seems I can’t escape the [...]

Autumn festival (a poem)

I hate nature poems—so of course I end up writing one (or something resembling one)… A commotion arises in the treetops waving and whispering up and down the banks The anticipation is palpable its energy practically crackles in the air Even the jets passing overhead cannot drown it out The festival will soon begin squirrels [...]

Dispatch from somewhere in the middle of the queue (a poem)

Not much writing yesterday. Fortunately, this last thing I wrote before calling it a night has some redeeming features… Have you been waiting as long as I have? Did you ever think we’d be waiting this long? Did you know it would be this hard to stay strong? With the setbacks and defeats disappointments and [...]

Wishing (a poem)

The January 25th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, is to use an abstract word as the title of a poem, then write that poem using concrete images. This is what I came up with… The hint of a smile on her face invites me to ask for more Her [...]