I see a fish on a platter
in the center of my table
garnished with onions, lemons
a cut of dill and salt
The first cut into its flakey flesh,
soft bones gently come out from hiding
between the sedimentary chunks
and gems of peppercorn
Tag Archives: poem
Nosy Nostalgia
Typically I would find a booth, and hang out with a book, notepaper, and pen. Read, eat, and write. …and listen. My confession to the faithful 67 followers, I am nosy. I enjoy listening to the way people talk to each other, the rhythms, the tone. Two poems came out of this “hobby”. I’d like to share them with you today.
Poem: The 27th Day
https://youtu.be/9Osl67s112Y too funny! The 27th DayMost of the evil in this world is done by people with good intentions.-T.S. Eliot Getting out of my car today I noticed a bee.A large and fuzzy bumblebee slowly moving its legson the parking lot blacktop of my apartment building. I saw a video once where a person foundContinueContinue reading “Poem: The 27th Day”
Thank You Red Wheelbarrow
https://youtu.be/e6e_rGWbFqs So many songs begging Ruth Bader Ginsburg to “hang on” until there is another democrat in the white house. This one caught my attention. SNL 2019. Thank you Red Wheelbarrow writers for accepting my poem, “Day 53”, for publication in This Uncommon Solitude your upcoming anthology of pandemic poetry. “We are honored to showcaseContinueContinue reading “Thank You Red Wheelbarrow”
Day 53: Thinking to Much
https://youtu.be/CCxXDaadSx8 Shower Thoughts: If you were invisible, you’d be effectively blind since light would pass through your retina rather than striking it. This morning I am writing from my bed-desk. I’m thinking about the parts of me that need a shower and weighing that against the effort to leave my warm bed. The bedroom windowContinueContinue reading “Day 53: Thinking to Much”
Day 38: Raw Poetry
https://youtu.be/sJ-0XV9SRZU Northwest Washington is experiencing some rain this week. Most of us are well equipped for walking in the rain, but if you can find a sunshine break to get in a mile or more of a walk it is perfect! The monthly poetry discussion group I’ve been apart of since October 2015 is meetingContinueContinue reading “Day 38: Raw Poetry”
Day 20: High Expectations
https://youtu.be/unUgnjJUV_Y Happy to report, a voice inside my head has been quieted. It wanted me to achieve an unreasonable amount of success during the lockdown. It told me how easy it was to work from home, finish my short stories, loose weight, eat better, get more exercise, clean every inch of my apartment and growContinueContinue reading “Day 20: High Expectations”
Poem: Tuesday
Happy is the heart That thinks on love Measuring the value of emotion Feeling the presence of its girth Your worth to me is more than flesh. Consideration, admiration of the thrusting in this world Carefully selected conversations meant to keep me a gentle-lady If you come through the door And bring an offering ItContinueContinue reading “Poem: Tuesday”
Poem: Girl Chases Hat
Late night keys dangle in the wind clouds move along the sky river wind swirls low to pick up anything not tied down, not held down There goes her hat! The thing that will keep her warm tonight stomped by feet of shoppers, rejected as trash her hat, made for one head. Rain wetsContinueContinue reading “Poem: Girl Chases Hat”
Poem: Graduation
GraduationThe average person gets 432 haircuts in their lifetimeFor you I wonder- too many, or not enoughRegardless, you will not like most of themEvery seven years your skin is completely renewedFrom scalp to toes, a new birthday suit is knittedYou will use at least 150 toothbrushesfrom baby teeth to wisdoms,and swallow just as many spidersorContinueContinue reading “Poem: Graduation”
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