Wet Winter

Because California unusually has a few wet moments this winter. Gray clouds, leaves sail farDoors close, salt and pepper shakesBirds nestle snugly -------------------------------------------- Small foggy windowA family piecing puzzlesCandlelight flickers

Time for Change

I haven't written a poem in ages. Last week, I was outside and observed nature change right before my eyes. There's a haiku below. Green leaves turn yellow.Leaves fall and float one by one.Bare by the weekend.

Final Breath

A frown fixed upon my face. I do not speak.  If I speak, The demon inside slashes with uncontrolled fury, Words loud like cuts on the wrist. I cannot take them back; I will not take them back. My silence The only thing keeping the peace. Our turmoil is tearing me apart from the inside. …

Review: Shadows

Nov. 15, 2020 "What lies behind your shadow?" Anita Dawes is the author of six novels of different genres. She recently rediscovered her love of poetry which can be seen in her publication of Shadows. Interestingly, she prefers to write long-hand. Shadows is the title of her opening poem with the first line reading, "What…

Murmur #writephoto

This week's Photo Prompt challenge comes from Sue Vincent. Dark clouds and bare trees against a fiery sunset, with a murmration of starlings creating a cloud of their own. One thousand, three hundred, sixty-two. That's the most I was able to count as starlings sprinkle the sky in their migration. They flew and flew and…