Threads of Poetry – Haiku
Some poems I’ve posted on Threads. Let’s connect there.
Threads of Poetry – Haiku Read More »
Some poems I’ve posted on Threads. Let’s connect there.
Threads of Poetry – Haiku Read More »
A guest post by Geoff Anderson, Poet and founder of diVERSES Poetry “[T]he trouble with poetry isthat it encourages the
Guest Post: How Poetry Can Grow BEYOND Poets Read More »
Join the celebration! I’ll be reading new work at the Spilled Ink open mic Saturday, October 7, so be sure to say hello!
In the Company of Laureates Read More »
For weeks, you deny you resent me, withdrawing, same as rain, lie holding its breath like heavy August air, you,
What I want to do is stop remembering
the rainy morning you drove 50 miles to my house
to help me find car keys I’d dropped in the trash.
I hate to sound so jaded, but the world we live in, the world that demands so much of our
Dear Readers: We are all short on time. Read More »
Do not silence your life. Disregard fears of tonsillitis, laryngitis, infection. Sing. Sing what is, what was, what isn’t. Trill
It’s what happens when an orb flies freely, escaping the glass of a world glaring with human imperfection, industry, idols,
Ode to a Balloon Let Go in London Read More »
Women there know how to live, flippers and sunshine and sea, scales adapting to sand or saltwater, tawny skinned, smiling,
Springtime and everything switches on, electric song of peepers and honeysuckle. Nature’s extraordinary reboot.
As we wrap up the month, here are some more small offerings.
More Haiku for National Poetry Month 2023 Read More »
Poetry based on vss365 and Mindful Writing course prompts
Haiku for National Poetry Month Read More »
For my mother-in-law, Doris “Dorie” Gotthardt, who, battling cancer, sang at sunrise service at Colonial Beach.
Katherine’s poem “Now Entering Manassas” was the winner of the adult “time capsule” poetry contest. Katherine read her poem April
Now Entering Manassas / Próximo Arribo – Manassas Read More »
Massachusetts, Circa 1988 I am thinking about the first time anyone heard the word computer. Was it like when I
-Katherine Gotthardt
This morning and I’m thinking
of the wolpertinger,
shy but fierce creature
of the night.
Bavarian, so it sounds exotic.
What I really want is this:
to go back to the time on the front lawn,
worn blanket on crabgrass and wildflowers,
baby dolls and tea sets and nothing,
nothing more than ants to worry about.