A lifetime, or: A moment

Poetry Partners #176 'Lifetime Partnership', a poem by Jan Beekman There is nothing like A lifetime partner No person on earth Can know me like he does There is nothing on earth Like a trusted lover No one on earth Can bring the joy he does There is nothing on earth Like a God-given soulmate… Continue reading A lifetime, or: A moment

War, or: Peace

A 'puente' poem arose anxiously expecting to share her news flushed and anxious for ~Tonight, Tonight~ can't come soon enough expectations arouse him civilian life W3 poetry prompt This week's W3 poetry prompt, hosted by Tanmay Philip, is to: Write a โ€œPuenteโ€ poem; The middle stanza should contain the title of a song; You can add more… Continue reading War, or: Peace

I’ll not think of you

dโ€™Verse prosery Iโ€™ll not think of you at breakfast; this morning is a different thing. Still, I'd rather not have blueberry pancakes with whipped cream today. Also, I'll not think of you while shopping on Thursday for Shabbat Friday night dinner; this week is a different thing; but... I don't think I'll purchase your favorite… Continue reading I’ll not think of you

Garden art, or: Lost in high weeds

Poetry Partners #159 'Metal Pets', a photograph (above) and ekphrastic series of kimo poems by Marsha Ingrao of 'Always Write' Eyes pleading to adopt soldered bodies No rhyme to their color scheme No purpose or service Standing close, begging - take all three of us a bird, cat, and centipede Natural enemies Stand together in… Continue reading Garden art, or: Lost in high weeds

A snide remark

Her Yuletide celebration was nearly turning into more of a fiasco than Jill had feared; the acrimony between the Johnson and Cohen families weighed down over the room like a wet blanket. Still, she kept on smiling and chatting, determined to carry on, until she overheard a snide remark about her grandmother's silver Chanukah menorah.… Continue reading A snide remark

If she didn’t play her part

His behavioral patterns, and hers, were entirely predictable during election season; but their public cheer was incongruous with his true intentions. She knew, oh so well, that he'd renege on his promises, including those to her... But he'd certainly give her the chop if she didn't play her part. Photo by Alfred Eisenstaedt This piece… Continue reading If she didn’t play her part

The Jram, 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 Jram, or: Creativity verses form

Roses, or: Moses’ toeses

A haibun Yesterday my wife and I marked our eleventh anniversary. Hooray! I sent her roses for the occasion and ordered in from a fancy cafรฉ. After dinner, our seven-year-old very enthusiastically ran an art activity, instructing us to draw pictures for other family members. She's totally into celebrating our anniversary ~ we've taught her… Continue reading Roses, or: Moses’ toeses