A guest submission for the Creativity Challenge! Numbers 2, 7, and 8: a cloud, a volcano, and a skeleton.
You keep your skeletons
Safely tucked away in your closet. Continue reading “Creativity Challenge: Cloud, Volcano, Skeleton”
A guest submission for the Creativity Challenge! Numbers 2, 7, and 8: a cloud, a volcano, and a skeleton.
You keep your skeletons
Safely tucked away in your closet. Continue reading “Creativity Challenge: Cloud, Volcano, Skeleton”
I have a dirty little secret to confess. Although we have only been publishing our work for about a month, Jessie and I have been trading poetry themes nearly every week since last fall. Continue reading “June 17 Theme: Channeling your Creativity”
“Wandering in the Trees”
Where consciousness becomes underneath shining light,
Carried away by a soft caress of the breeze,
Dreams and nightmares like linen cloth are woven tight. Continue reading “Villanelle – Thought – SD”
Confucius Says
Learning without thought is labor lost,
A popular cost of today’s values –
Thought without learning is perilous. Continue reading “Villanelle – Thought – JG”
A guest submission for the Creativity Challenge! Numbers 1-5-6: a waiter/waitress, outer space, and a pen.
We have a pact:
By day we wait tables Continue reading “Creativity Challenge: Outer Space Pen Coffin”
Nearly a month ago, I introduced the Schizophrenic Summers portion of our website, explaining what it’s about and what the upcoming theme was. Since that time, we have rolled out five total poetic themes, utilizing a variety of structures and forms. Continue reading “Creativity Sessions: Galumphing”
I hope everyone enjoyed our collective trip down memory lane yesterday. Nostalgia is, after all, delicate.
For next week’s theme, we’re dropping the sentimental reflections for existential pondering. Continue reading “June 10 Theme: Thinking about Thinking”
Way Back When
Simplicity and bliss, ease and peace
Way back when, when there wasn’t much before,
Before I knew I was a pawn, a piece
Of a puzzle, broken and forlorn. Continue reading “Spenserian Sonnet – Nostalgia – JG”
“Fun in the Sun”
Dawn’s yellow light floods into the room.
Early morning sparrows are greeting the day.
Glistening grass still covered in dew,
Jumping out of bed to go out and play. Continue reading “Spenserian Sonnet – Nostalgia – SD”
I can’t read what isn’t written;
Can’t make sense of scribbles in the sand.
How can you proclaim the perfection of what you preach,
When the standards you set, are out of anyone’s reach?
Who are you, to think to teach,
When you yourself are in so much need?
When you yourself are so easily deceived? Continue reading “Misplaced Missive #160 – Written In The Sand”