She sputters, mutters, and broods
until she explodes
into a fuel-flamed feud–
Read the rest here.
April 11, 2011
Sonnet about Anger
April 9, 2011
April 8, 2011
April is Poetry Month
Some gems I have written since April 1st:
Un-rhymed villanelle about Friends
Un-rhymed villanelle about Truth
A fine mess
Haiku of vegetable gardens
Last Summer
Going Fast
Remember us
And the one for today:
May 12, 2008
Monday Poetry Train
Monday Poetry Train: Hop On!
A little German song
Red, white, and green: La Casa serves lunch and
dinner under a canopy, under
the skies of Pfalzish Germany—the land
of standing pines, stormy skies, and thunder.
The Kellnerin can, in three languages,
ask what you’d like to eat—Was moechten Sie
essen?—so you can order. A jewel:
rare blue skies beckon. Remember the sea?
Sun, air, skies, and petunias smoothly blend
with salmon, dill sauce, rice, and salad in
a cornucopia; its ascending
flavors please mortals, gods, and cherubim.
What better way to please the sens’ous heart,
then feed body, mind, and soul a la carte?
This poem was written in a land far away, long ago before my illness. It brings back good memories of writing and eating.
May 5, 2008
Monday Poetry Train
Monday Poetry Train: Hop On!
Oops I forgot. Please look at my poem on the right–The Goldfinch Promise.
Cyn
