Three Personas of Twilight 1 Twilight, the seeker sounds its bell in soft, dark-prism’d carousels. 2 Twilight, like some skulking owl, preens its feathers in lustful anticipation of its sultry descent. 3 Lone survivor of a perished kind and child... Continue Reading →
Still Driving my odometer refuses to roll over the coolant light is on and there’s nothing I can do about it I keep the tires in good shape and just had new wiper blades installed but there’s so little else... Continue Reading →
Only It’s a small thing this longing just that for so long it’s been about you or me and now these young women their stories growing in me their voices filling my limbs mornings you pull open my fingers, unfold... Continue Reading →
Tree Logic 101 Not long after the hurricane blew through, I notice them on a Sunday drive-- a tribe of trees undressed, their outer bark peeling like sunburned skin. Ever-reaching pines that seem to sway in unison, praise the violet... Continue Reading →
After the Storm Such strange flowers bloomed After the storm Amid the destruction and debris So difficult to notice Through the veil of tears Not common weeds Dogged, outstanding blooms Like the memories she washed away A crisp kaleidoscope of... Continue Reading →
Inspiration Buffet - This week's Inspiration Buffet features two poems by Maggie Koger that stir up many questions about the natural (or artificial) ingredients of poetry. Fantastic Voyage by Maggie Koger Sky whispers blue and then reddens--prefacing dark. Wind whistles... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 