Lots of night-time writing lately…
poetry
I need a new vocabulary (a poem)
Starting out earlier than usual this morning…
Filling time is a lonely business (a poem)
A bit frustrated with my writing the last couple of days. An acceptable result from this morning…
Friday morning. Rain. (a poem)
A bit frustrated with my writing the last couple of days. An acceptable result from Friday…
Vinho verde #2 (a poem)
A bit frustrated with my writing the last couple of days. An acceptable result from Thursday…
So not one shred of stupidity remains… (a poem)
Bonus round from yesterday. This one originated with a doodle of sorts…
The Pop Conglomerate (a poem)
I hope I haven’t edited the life out of this one. It started out quite rough.
There’s a reason Louise avoided Texas (a poem)
A cautionary tale, I suppose…
Masks (a poem)
When I lived in Japan, I found a lot of things were easier to do. In part, that was because there are often well-defined structures in place. The language also helped. Although I was never as proficient at it as I wanted to be, it provided a convenient mask that enabled me to feel safer in some situations, thereby enabling me to be more myself than I would have otherwise. This came to mind this morning as I watched an episode of a Japanese drama while enjoying my morning cup of coffee…
Eleven reasons we’re not together (a poem)
And so it comes back around… The July 19th prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to “write your own list poem using ‘because’ as your refrain word.” (Their main point of reference is Juan Felipe Herrera’s ‘187 Reasons Mexicanos Can’t Cross The Border’ poem.) As usual, I picked a tricky one to do…