I’m finally getting the hang of Poetry Friday, and am having such fun going to all the websites to read great poems. If you want to know what Poetry Friday is all about, go here. Today’s poetry prompt was to write about a memory. Where do I begin? I thought about looking through old photographs,…

It’s amazing how time changes as we go through life. The days lasted forever when I was a kid, and speed through the older I get. Maybe that’s why the Fall time changes effect me so much. Four o’clock sunsets make the days and years pass like minutes. There are so many possibilities to write…

Sometimes it isn’t as important to write great poems, but just to keep the momentum going. This has been a busy week for me. But I managed to get in a few quick poems to keep the writing going. It’s so easy to stop writing, and hard to get back into things. The first poem…

The best thing about poetry is discovering as you are writing, what you are really thinking about. Today’s prompt was to write a response poem. So many things you can respond to. I thought of weather, Spring, allergies, the news…but when I finally sat down to write, I remembered how surprised I was to have…

Summer in the city is about being anywhere else. Sometimes it gets a little lonely when everyone is everywhere but home. This tiny snapshot reminds one of how quiet city life can be. City Solitude I kick a crumpled canacross the hot tarthat stretchesbetween row houses on Riverside Ave.The can dances,bouncing like a pebbleacross an…

The word of the day is fantastic. And what could be more fantastic than Spring breaking through the muck and mire of construction to celebrate new life. In our yard, these tiny daffodils break through the mud, a remembrance of years past when our nephew had created a small circular garden in the back yard.…

Having boundaries will often make a poem come easier. And in teaching, giving kids boundaries will make their ideas easier to narrow down as well. I found that with my own art teaching. To tell kids, draw whatever you want, will often get doodles or uncertainty, distracted talking or frustrated scribbles. But to ask kids…

Losing or lost could be like losing a game or a family pet or socks . However, a person could also lose some weight, bad habits, and/or negativity. For me, lost meant my mother-in-law’s teeth, which we’ve been searching for, well, it seems like forever… Until last night, and last minute, we found them. LOST…

Full of it, half full, full moon, full of holes, full of life, full on crazy… There are so many options here. But what kept coming to me, was FULL STOP. Sometimes you just can’t ignore the muse. Even if you didn’t want to write about politics, again. I chose to write a triolet. The…