Best Edited Poems

In Search of 50 Names(couplets alphabetized for ease of footnoting the names)

A) A tom cat sits in heather nearby a willow tree.
Rose and jasmine fill the air. A billy goat I see.

B) 50 words that sound like names I seek. A pail I carry.
I wade...

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Tinsel sparkling on trees that toys lie beneath,
Holly with berries and the hanging of the wreath.
Everything is red and ever-green.

Hearth and home are comforting;
Evening is nigh.
As the snow begins to flurry,
Radiant we see the stars in the sky
Tonight.

Oh, Holy Night the angels sang beneath one...

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Streaks of anguish like drooping trees
Entrap pale hours across nightscape ,
Then crushing low  upon my feet 
Each leaf's motion reflects one bid
In neutral shades when moon withdraws--
That all around, on pine and lake,
My flame of hope enkindles breath 
To glint  beyond  November's...

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I never really made a bucket list,
but I guess I kind of did it when I had
one thing I wished for – which was to be kissed.
That one got kicked off by a gorgeous lad!
I also wished the world I’d get to see,
for I was...

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(I just edited this to include the word "rhyme" within the poem, if that was needed)

378 days of bliss; then for no rhyme or reason came 176 of living hell.
Those last days have shown me that I didn’t know my lover very well.
To think we...

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Raped and left for dead
Tears still running down her eyeless head
Screaming her heart out,
Which's been removed and stacked into my mouth
I can still see your skin peel
Orgasming on the fact your wounds won’t heal
I only need my grinding teeth to make you paste
Shut the hell...

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A hexagon, a hexagon, you have to be a hexagon.

You say you are a pentagon? 
What use have I for pentagon?
You’re too close to the White House lawn!
So you’re a base to stand upon?
This isn’t baseball, Pentagon.
You silly polygon, be gone!
A hexagon, a hexagon. You...

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retweets of alarm -

owls in the vicinity . . .

chick-a-dee-dee-dee



Jan. 18, 2021
for Tania Kitchin's A Cardinal, Blue Jay, Or Chickadee Haiku Poetry Contest

(had to totally change this one. Soup does not allow the fun little word for
 chickadee which the whole haiku was originally based...

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One line before breakfast
One thought before the toilet calls
One moment to ponder
Yes, silence is preferred
Before flushing
If not
What a great moanaku...

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One day (I don’t remember when), but I
could see the moon quite clearly in the sky.
It made me feel like things had gone awry!
Silly thought, I had one – could moon then be the sun?
Was sun now on the run – no, sun had well...

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Fingers linger
Thoughts flying everywhere and
Stumble
Crumble
What was I thinking, where does this 
word come from
How is it written
How come that in my head thousands of lines tumble
And not a word leaves my fingers

My thoughts fumble
What was I thinking, I cannot do this
They said I could never...

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Since the day our eyes first locked
you held the key to my heart.
I come to you defenseless.

Old barricades I’d put up
tumbled down; you built me up!
I come to you defenseless.

I have trust in all you do.
No fear have I in trusting you.
I come to you...

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The  words 
I  write  are  fluent;
my pen twitches,               my face 
with eyes closed,              ...

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Wordwarrior
Authentic, conscientious, fun-loving and down to earth.
Daughter of Roger and Jean
Lover of strong friendships, family and food
Who feels grateful for many things, often content, and very rarely bored.
Who fears pain, chaos, and terrible danger such as death by fire
Who would like to see an end...

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Today I caught a young student staring at me.
This young man, who seldom comes to class,
 greets me, nonetheless, with a beaming smile
the days he does show up!
This adventurer (who once described how 
he had driven backroads of Alaska all by himself
to enjoy its raw...

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