Originally posted on Alexis Rotella's Blog: This is the longest January I remember. It wouldn’t seem so long if the Muse were here keeping me entertained but it seems her train is stuck somewhere in a snow bank. I was born January 16 which has been labeled the most melancholy do nothing day of the…

Originally posted on Stella Pierides: The November challenge at Parkinsons.Art involves rewriting a given poem in our own preferred form. Here is the tanka I wrote in response: the mist and I cold, lingering, and silent… under the park bench a handwritten missive, advice from a brave heart

Originally posted on the other bunny: Wicked. For fear of God, some shun the word. You ride it like a broom. You circle the moon each dreary October, while glistening thunder booms. You scratch out spells with a stick, eyes and voice smokey as a hex. Unsexed, your tone faded jade like a granny smith…

Originally posted on Bill Waters ~~ Haiku: confetti! these leaves on the breeze * * * *

Originally posted on Heed not Steve: Halloween -maybe next yearwe’ll wear costumes —- Me and Lucie just chilling on a Saturday night (photo by our friend Isabel)