Sometimes I Fall Down

With thanks to NaPoWriMo for the prompt : This country is a child with a grandfather’s history and here, I am a newborn. So the ...

Some things must first be cut away.  From behind my knee, an old Victrola, playing your song.  An antique key pulled from under my tongue,...

Attempt the First: Screw around with proverbs. When the going gets tough, the tough unravel. Undress.  I'll cut off my own skin just ...

National Poetry Month. It's already the First here in Taiwan, where it isn't national poetry month at all, but whatever. Here's ...

August challenge to myself: 31 days of editing and submitting.

The prompt was to give a gift to someone you dislike, to kill them with kindness.  I think I failed? ----------------------------------...

I've been working on these bookmarks for a long long time now. CLICK HERE FOR A LOT OF AMAZING HELPFUL POETRY STUFF My bright idea h...

An eleven line form whereby the theme/title of the piece, its letters are used to make new words that end each line.  Get help finding your ...

Whole heart -edly.  No half measures.  No holding back, nothing barred. Altogether.  Completely.  Not without fear, but without l...

Yesterday I took a photo of a rooster in the street. I live in Taiwan now.  Things happen like that here. When I show the photo to ...

Write about the past in the present (simple, continuous) and then chop and screw the sentences. We are holding hands in a cup of hazelnut...

When you spot a monster on the street you must not scream.  That raw, wet ripping of your throat is medicine for him.  When you go to...

Day 1 is a visual poem, because I can, damnit, and a love poem because I have an awesome requited crush.  So look out for that this month...

I took the longest writing  Jenith Charpentier 's poem because I think she's such a swell poet. I re-read her chapbook for inspirati...

When Holland Taylor Slapped My Mother I Thought (or perhaps realized, for the first time, that I'd always wanted to do that mys...

Synonyms for Pleasure: BRIE. My long arms and the way they reach so many things, the way they move me through water, water. The sound ...

Look, this is silly and it's also fun.  It's meant to be like the Big Rock Candy Mountain, except it's for my friend Linda and...

The challenge was to write one poem every day for the month of April.  Thirty poems in thirty days. Before I paused, I did miss a couple d...

Back on the 18th I wrote four poems.  I figured that didn't put me ahead, as I still wanted to write every day. I got a little beh...