Fierceness in Time

Tonight at dVerse Poets Pub I am sharing my own spontaneous response to a prompt shared by ¬†Anthony Desmond. He¬† has given us¬†eight original lines and asked us to have at them…in any way we like. The rule was we had to use three! I used more, and italicised them in the piece…

I struggle with prompts but was surprised where this led…when your words take you where you had never expected to go? Yeah, that! Enjoy, and stop over at dVerse to have at these 8 lines yourself. You never know where they will lead!


Anemic Soul

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photo credit: Diana via photopin (license)

This poem still resonates.

Sometimes social media news feeds can leave one feeling starved for sustenance. I am tired of the messages I see lately all over the internet. It brought to mind this poem I wrote a few years back. I struggle to find my voice and discern my own thoughts with the continual pouring out of opinions experienced on any given day.

I give you my offering for the days I have felt like running away from it all, including the sound bites I create in my mind in response to all of it.


I Am More

Happy National Poetry Month!

I am happy to say that I have  finally linked all of the poems shared on this blog in one place- You can find them by hovering over the Writing {is} Life tab or clicking HERE.

Tonight I am joining with fellow poets at dVerse Poets Pub and sharing a fresh from the pen and out of the journal poem which I wrote Tuesday.





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What does it mean to me



as I sit comfortably

facing once more

the sting,

of this

current uprising?


His, Mine and The Story of Forever

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photo credit: B.Riordan. via photopin cc


dverse poets pub is a place I love to hang out. Tonight Brian Miller is tending the bar…and we are breaking some rules. I am terrible at following forms, but I am trying to join in tonight, thinking I may have not got it right but still loved doing it anyway. I figure if it can be wrong then I might get it right…but what if it’s supposed to be wrong and I actually got it right but that would make it¬†wrong.¬†Ha!

I didn’t really break it…but instead I tried to remake it?

I had decided to try this form…The Cento. And right off the bat I was told I could not use the writer’s words since Cento is like a poetic version of collage using pieces of other authors’ work. However, since I can make or break the rules the way I want…ahem, ala Mr, Miller (our host), then um…well…here is my offering.


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