Summer school began today, so I didn’t have the brainpowerenergytime to spend the morning poeming away like I wanted to. Thanks to Margo Roby and Rhymes With Tao, I can cheat produce something rather quickly. It’s called Spine or Bookshelf Poetry. According to Margo, it’s perfect for those days “when your brain is on strike.” That would be [...]

It’s about time I threw down a few Game of Thrones inspired words! You can breathe now, because I know you were holding it in. Today’s prompt at Poetic Asides is to take the title of a book, change it up a bit, and then go from there. You can read Ned Stark in this, [...]

I’ve been told that poetic forms are important because you need to know the rules before you can break them. Still, I’ve never felt confident about writing form poetry. Maybe it’s my inexperience. Maybe it’s my stubborn rebellion. Probably both. Joseph Harker wrote a great post about a Korean form called the sijo. I tried [...]

Today’s prompt is to write about a vacuum. My first thoughts are of the mouth, holding and expelling air. And because I’m studying for a Linguistics exam, I had to throw some of that nonsense in there, too. The Linguist Air pools in my mouth, drawn in by the gravity Of seconds stretched inward. I hold [...]

Today’s prompt is to write about fading away. I took my inspiration from Maya Angelou’s poem, “I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.” I’m obsessed with that poem right, just so you know. Reflections The caged bird sings On either side of lock and key, Songs of faded days layered Like stained glass echoes Calling [...]

Grayscale There is something beautiful about gray. It is in the storm clouds and tin roofs, Battleships and full moons. It is the space where heathered words Meet on the battlefield of mistakes, Regrets, and second chances. It leaves its mark on our temples And every black thing that has Ever been left too long [...]

Ladies Night Kanye brags about touching the sky While I sink lower in a scoop back chair Feeling too vanilla in a cold room filled With women colored in thirty-one flavors Share

Today’s prompt is to write a poem that begins with the title “The Trouble is ________.” The Trouble is Gravity There is too much of it. It seeps down from the sky into my lungs, tethering Dreams and imagination To the earth like anchors Tied to drowning bodies. Share

Today’s prompt is to write a poem about an animal. Bugs are animals, right? Share