White light, or: Refracted

A haibun Things have really been looking up of late. I've settled comfortably into my new work schedule, although getting myself to my second job in the evenings is rather a drag, as I'm spending more hours than ever before at the office during the day. I hope life continues going in this direction. My… Continue reading White light, or: Refracted

W3 Prompt #10: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Intro Dear friends, Welcome to our tenth W3 Poetry Prompt, which will we shall be publishing on Wednesdays at The Skeptic's Kaddish. You may click here for a fuller explanation of W3; but here's the 'tldr' version: Part I The main ingredient of W3 is a weekly poem written by a Poet of the Week… Continue reading W3 Prompt #10: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Encore, or: Twist distressingly

A Cadae poem again, I throw up everything ugh stomach twists in pain lying down, nausea rolls over me once more sitting upon couch instead restless sleep takes me emotions twist distressingly wild dream sequences punctuated with pain; awake, tasting bitter bile retching, another encore Cadae? Strophic: 5 strophes, each containing the number of lines… Continue reading Encore, or: Twist distressingly

Netanyahu’s blatant, cynical lies

It's natural for thinking people to doubt what politicians say; and, to an extent, I don't even blame them for lying and stretching the truth for votes because that is, sadly, how elections are won. The reality is simple: most people vote with their guts and don't follow politics closely. Our politicians know this well.… Continue reading Netanyahu’s blatant, cynical lies

Guess who! or: Little hands

A limerick She, giggling, covered Granny's eyes. "Guess who! Guess who! Surprise, surprise!" Granny gave a teensy jump; "Hmmm... Little hands... President Trump?" How both whooped with mirth undisguised! ‘What do you see’ Prompt #141 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art. Image credit:Andrea Piacquad @… Continue reading Guess who! or: Little hands

The Bragi (redux), or: Creativity verses form

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Bragi (redux), or: Creativity verses form

She smiled tenderly

"Honey, you could use some witchcraft, and I could use a light," she twittered flippantly. On cue, an enormous crow landed on her forearm and lit her cigarette. "Fancy one?" she asked, staring the shaken youngster directly in the eyes. Quaking, the teenager backed up towards the door. "Oh… n-n-no th-thank you, Ma'am!" Suddenly, impossibly,… Continue reading She smiled tenderly