I did it! I finally crafted a work of allegorical fiction. I’ve published the first excerpt this week, and I’ll publish the next part of the story on Slice of Life Tuesdays.
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Poetry Month Day 10: Driving the Point Home
Today’s #VerseLove prompt, “Look Closely,” comes from Joanne Emery. Her poem for the day tells the story of the house of her loved ones. As I read her work, a poem I’ve been percolating on the back burner might be ready to come to the surface. So I’ll give it a go.
Poetry Month Day 9: Depending on When You Met Me
Today’s #Verselove poetry challenge is to compose a “depending on when you met me” poem. It’s a good way to think about all of the “me’s” I’ve been over the years, and to whom.
Poetry Month Day 8: Birthright
Today’s #VerseLove poem explores a gesture (along with a few other choice things) I inherited from my dad.
Poetry Month Day 5: Scars
Today’s poem is a challenge on #VerseLove to write a poem about a scar. I chose to write about my scars as tourist destinations…
Poetry Month Day 4: The Places I’ll Go
Today’s #VerseLove prompt is to take inspiration from travel. I knew which travel I wanted to write about – when I stayed in Sandusky, Ohio while my son was in the hospital there. I remember how otherworldly it felt being out one morning on a kayak. Not gonna lie: this poem WRESTLED me.
Poetry Month, Day 3: Ode to False Spring
Today, I wanted to write something deep and pithy. Clever, however, butted in line and stole Pithy’s number at the deli counter. Here it is…
Poetry Month Day 2: Spring Is
I wrote this tricube (3 verses, 3 lines each, 3 syllables each) in response to Ethical ELA’s Verselove. I’ve long lurked and read, but finally jumped in and added my two (twenty-seven?) cents…
Poetry Month Day 1: Easing In with an Etheree
Today, for the start of poetry month, an etheree.
Slice of Life Day 31: Summing Up
This is only my fifth year doing the challenge, but it’s enough time for me to see changes and patterns. The act of writing each March has given a window into myself at the time.
Soapbox: The Way I see Things 