A Quickie About My Poetry

I have three poems out today in Message in a Bottle. I invite you to stop by for a read if you have a minute.Thank you!

It's summer. I have some playing to do. Have a wonderful day!

Beach Love

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I Miss You

I wrote this somewhere else. Maybe it was a Facebook status. I can't remember . . .

Switching to a quarterly schedule for my literary magazine has not meant less work. It has meant more. It's good though; it's keeping me challenged. 

However, I've had little time for writing poetry. I scribbled the poem below while I was waiting at a red light, watching a group of trees sway in the wind.

Moonlit Shadow

Silhouettes

Shadows of summer
sycamore trees play lonely
game of tag, tap, tapping each
other with wind gustiness,
game of catch, leaves
in flight, waiting, wondering
where your shadow
amuses yourself now
without them, beneath
them, now that they cannot
see you

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Bitter Memories

See? Here I am with my Day 6 poem for the prompt, "bitter." (If you read my poem post early this morning for Day 7, you know what I'm talking about.)

Drink Me

Bitter Memory Potion

Take a spoonful

of memory, hold
your nose, swallow
without a gag, wash
it away with gob-
let of tears, swish
around aftermath
of releasing clutches
the holds have on you,
sweeten future with a dash
of foggy morning, running
shoes stumbling on
their way to fresh bitter-
sweets, swallowing
it all away to empty.

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