Fear of Flying
Day 43 prompt: fly I do not like to fly But not for reasons You might think I’m not afraid The plane will crash And plummet to the […]
Day 43 prompt: fly I do not like to fly But not for reasons You might think I’m not afraid The plane will crash And plummet to the […]
Day 42 prompt: the letter L third grade eight years old learning to write like grown-ups Cursive! some letters are hard usually my W doesn’t slant in all the right […]
Day 41 prompt: unfinished Mom’s voice nags As I hit play: Write your paper! It’s due Friday! I’m working on it Wrote the outline, Found the facts. […]
Day 40 prompt: hanging I sent the kids to school, Then downed some cabernet, Glued daisies to my forehead And ate a ball of clay. I cranked up […]
Day 39 prompt: fast Some poems last. This one’s fast.
Day 38 prompt: exercise Practice makes perfect? Then why does my full boat pose heave like half dinghy?
Day 37 prompt: spiral The text reads: Fingertips like raisins. Pull the plug – wait. Twist and squeeze cloth til dripping stops. Elbows still wet – plenty of time. Squirt […]
Day 36 prompt: cupcakes I think that man is sweet on me. He calls me Sugar Pie. My face gets hot and pinkish As I stammer back, “Oh, hi.” […]
Day 35 prompt: multiples (in the spirit of Miss Mary Mack) When I was four four four I made a friend friend friend Her name was Ellie Ellie Ellie My […]
Day 34 prompt: candy Message-bearing candy hearts come with Valentines. Minty, twisty candy canes signal Christmastime. Most every Easter basket contains a chocolate rabbit. Halloween brings bags of […]
Day 33 prompt: in shadow (a haiku) warm February melts all snow but the low heaps that wait in shadow
Day 32 prompt: passion The banker is a tattoo artist My gynecologist figure skates Our pastor does gymnastics The nurse hordes license plates The plumber practices yoga The […]
Day 31 prompt: soothing side to side sways the mom soothing baby both are calm decades later babe has grown mom still grooves she rocks alone missing the […]
Day 30 prompt: wheels (a nonnet) Midnight moon glows through the sheers. Awake. The wheels of worry spin again. What if I’m not strong enough? Did they get it […]
Day 29 prompt: aqua I never understood “aqua.” That color in the crayon box didn’t match the waters of my childhood. The creek on our farm runs clear. The […]