September Song

Summer’s over; autumn’s here; fire season’s over, and the heat wave has subsided. With the diminished risk of sunburn, I set out for a twelve mile hike around the lake– my first long hike of September, finally. Sacramento SunRaises pink and orange huesHappy hippy hike Strolling through the old olive grove, the phrase “gold country”…

Dawn Haiku

First week of autumnDesperate for a long hikeHurry up, sun, rise This haiku kind of just popped in to my head right now, as I am waiting for the sun to rise so I can go hiking.

Sing

Crimson colors in choir classSlides up red soprano mountainsGlides down their fuchsia crevasseVoice evoking colored fountainsFlooding my imaginationSoftly squeals pretty pink plateausSweet musical meditationShe screams; daydream drips wet rainbows Written for Wea’ve Written Weekly #21 by The Skeptic’s Kaddish Prompt: “Write a Dizain poem from the perspective of somebody who has synesthesia.”

That Pain

This is that pain that you can write with That pain you can change lives with The kind of pain to turn a person kind The cruel pain that can make an angel cruel The kind I can barely even see through So much power in this pain It feels more powerful than me Like…

So Spicy It’s Corny

Arizona DreamsCinnamon flashbacksTo Sunny ParisOnce upon a ThymeWe traveled with lust Sea Salt in the airEvokes SeattleGreen Goddess GardensHer Pike Place exploredMurals of Flavor Vanilla triggersMemories of touchNaked Krakow NightsCumin all overAleppo’s Pepper Written for Poetics: Spicing it Up by dVerse

Birthing Poetry

Birthing Poetry When I writeEkphrastic poemsMy skull splitsEvolves wingsMarbles imaginationCements ideas Form: Shardoma. Written for Tanka Tuesday #290: Ekphrastic #tankatuesday

Guilty

Blatant bold-faced lie“I just need to be alone”Five minutes laterI’m flirting with someone elseThinking, he’s so hotMaking sure to play it calm(Wish I had with you)Lust punches me in the gutChased by sudden guiltTelling myself it’s okayI’m sure you’ve moved onPerhaps this firefighterCan help me get over you This was originally going to be my…

Come Play

Wanna go outside and play?I brought my flying jet packCome with me, let’s fly awayBut don’t worry, we’ll be back I brought my flying jet packThink happy thoughts, and you’ll flyBut don’t worry, we’ll be backCome on, bro, let’s go get high Think happy thoughts, and you’ll flyPretend that you’re still aliveCome on, bro, let’s…

Lee Madgwick Ekphrastic

Honestly, ekphrastic poetry is not my favorite to write. However, Lee Madgwick’s artwork inspiring today’s dVerse prompt was too cool to pass up. (Check out the prompt or his website to see more.) Since it’s still Tuesday here in California, I may as well write another Shadorma (for Tanka Tuesday). I love all of Lee’s…

We Are Never Getting Back Together

Another Shadorma for Tanka Tuesday Misery Loves Company Sibling loss Unique misery Trauma bond Grief glues us Loss role played out forever Dead connection sought Unhealthy Otherworldly love All for naught Let’s cremate Resuscitation won’t breed Reincarnation