tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post4584575091790916671..comments2024-03-29T00:37:50.644-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Monday Poetry Stretch - Alexandrine VerseTriciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-46459174889281372982012-12-04T19:53:36.616-05:002012-12-04T19:53:36.616-05:00Love this Charles. It pays tribute to all of the w...Love this Charles. It pays tribute to all of the women who've worked extremely hard --moving beyond the personal to a larger place. Nice work! tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14651702526007175517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-26189499193530712852012-12-03T16:09:25.665-05:002012-12-03T16:09:25.665-05:00HANGING OUT WITH GRANDMA
"Housework's ne...HANGING OUT WITH GRANDMA<br /><br />"Housework's never made me happy," Grandma Jane said,<br />"It's been roughly 60 years since I've gone to bed.<br />Scrubbing floors, folding sheets, ironing stacks of pants,<br />Please don't get me started on watering the plants.<br />Cutting, baking, frying, when will it ever stop?<br />Who spilled my pancake batter? Please getCharles Watershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336052424127127605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-27254995605797171852012-12-02T20:37:35.336-05:002012-12-02T20:37:35.336-05:00Revision. Just caught up with this prompt tonight ...Revision. Just caught up with this prompt tonight and wrote quickly.<br /><br />Young Marriage<br />You wrote of life as if you had discovered air.<br />I wrote you back with words I'd sweetened to ensnare.<br />Handsome husband, I held my breath beneath your rule.<br />I lived outside my body for your hand was cruel.<br />Some say what's bred in marrow comes raging out in bone:<br />I tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14651702526007175517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-82847164392664508012012-12-02T20:28:51.071-05:002012-12-02T20:28:51.071-05:00Very funny, Jane. Gosh. I love "for dieting t...Very funny, Jane. Gosh. I love "for dieting there were no easy saves" and what follows just makes me LOL.tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14651702526007175517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-35426177400882492732012-12-02T20:24:43.825-05:002012-12-02T20:24:43.825-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14651702526007175517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-54438618677891809272012-11-29T09:34:05.411-05:002012-11-29T09:34:05.411-05:00Love’s Hierarchy
He grips the bar beside her bed ...Love’s Hierarchy<br /><br />He grips the bar beside her bed and leans until <br />his weathered lips touch hers. The years evaporate<br />like morning dew on fallen leaves, and he beholds<br /> the brown-haired girl who said she’d be his date the night<br />his date abandoned him for someone else—someone <br />besides the country boy who drove a truck for work.<br />She tilts her head away from Dorainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04421672075192660319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-58440207979199575772012-11-28T06:52:33.878-05:002012-11-28T06:52:33.878-05:00To My Daughter, after Turkey Day
I promised that ...To My Daughter, after Turkey Day<br /><br />I promised that I would not overeat.<br />I wanted to still see my size nine feet.<br />That promise I had kept for several years.<br />I'd kept my assets small by sweat and tears.<br />The sweet potatoes made with egg nog sank<br />All thoughts of taking weight loss to the bank.<br />And pumpkin creme brulee compounded more.<br />I knew that soon Ijaneyolenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15396863710083180775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-88018128871969882052012-11-26T22:06:59.020-05:002012-11-26T22:06:59.020-05:00Not quite up for hexameter this week, but I wanted...<i>Not quite up for hexameter this week, but I wanted to share a bit of pentameter:</i><br /><br /><b>Emptying the Apartment<br />By Steven Withrow</b><br /><br />We take apart my bookshelves and your stack <br />Of photo albums on the floor. These bare <br />Accoutrements of years, which give the table <br />By our kitchen, where we ate, the glamour <br />Of an antiques dealer’s booth―a square <Steven Withrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08424518148189688086noreply@blogger.com