National Poetry Writing Month 2022, Day 6

My Day 6 poem, based on the prompt at The phrases I used are parts of dialogue spoken by the character Data on Star Trek: The Next Generation: Extreme fluctuations in the electromagnetic field Sensors and secondary generators offline You are constantly working on similar electronic systems I will perform a routine maintenance check [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2022, Day 5

My Day 5 poem, based on the prompt at It is a little-known fact that Medusawas the first to take selfies For years, she struggled to sit for the kind of portraitfound in other people’s homes Alas, her rather unfortunate ‘condition’meant that no photographercould get near her Not even one willing to die for [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2022, Day 4

My Day 4 poem, based on the prompt at Press a little closer;what you can’t imagine,try to feel, as thoughit just happened this moment. Take a breath. Tell uswhat it’s like. (written in the evening, 3 April 2022—posted 4 April 2022)   Order Wishes sometimes have consequences from your favorite local bookstore! IndieBound search: [...]

Week 4/Day 4. The Rotten (a poem)

This is my fourth poem of week four of the online retreat. Anymore, the subject believes his own press and assumes his once radical stance justifies the new orthodoxy The rotted past meets the rotting present the rotten join hands and breathe deep Plastic cups litter the grounds a puddle of purple forms beneath the [...]

Week 3/Day 4. This wouldn’t be a problem for Doug Forcett (a poem)

This is my fourth poem of week three of the online retreat. I want only to understand Life is filled with trials and tribulations with ups and downs with triumph and tragedy with happiness and heartbreak with good times and bad times Some of them are beyond imagination What is the purpose? Is there an [...]

Week 1/Day 4. Rose Red goes quantity surveying (a poem)

This is my fourth poem of the online retreat. It’s an interesting bit of kismet. Despite my childhood crush and her reddened cheeks, I fail to recognize her until she sits down at the other side of the table. She is almost formless— I can’t even tell you what she’s wearing. She carries a book [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2019 Day #4 (pt. 2)

Here I use the prompt: sadness through simplicity. I also opted for directness. Wait right here it won’t be long I promise just you wait and see I’ve been waiting right here sticking close by for when you call I’m waiting where are you? (3 April 2019—posted April 4th)

National Poetry Writing Month 2019 Day #4 (pt. 1)

Here I use the prompt provided by poet (and bookstore owner) Chris Jarmick on his blog, POETRYisEVERYTHING. I’m never a fan of this type of prompt (anagrams), but I did it anyway. Ovens on, iceman jerk is a return to water so frightening? Resonance jive monk a holy spirit drunk in funkytown Romance evokes jinn [...]