Poetic License A blog
Spring has arrived and with it a New Adventure.
Tentatively, late May, early June, a weekly blog will be available each Thursday. Initially, thoughts and ideas about Poetry and Creativity will be offered to stimulate conversation. Occasionally a personal or requested favorite poet and their work will enter the blog.
Questions pertaining to the creation of a particular poem or book may well be offered when appropriate or by request.
Comments about a particular blog or ideas for future topics are encouraged and can be made using the “Contact” button.
Please Note: “Poetic License” is seeking Poetry submissions. Each week we will select a Poem and post it Monday. If interested go to “Submissions.” We look forward to hearing from you.
Alphabet Parade
Amber arguments ask answers Before blue bereaving berets Can change certain colored candles Dripping down diners delivering Exotic erotic earthly eggrolls For foreign film fanatics
Hippo Rock
Another wave washes The Hippo clean Of perching shore birds Overhead the seasonal wave Of migrating ducks and geese Struggle to reorganize Their disintegrating formations
Hunting for Answers to Autumnal Questions
Within your sights is Life, Breathing. Can it be seen? Can this miracle be felt In a heart beating fast, Or a breath being held?
Nines
In the dark We arrive At the west end Of the continent Of the millennium To the outflowing tide Throw passport throw bankbook Excrete Vomit
FrogSong
My sleeping soul Awakened with a smile When a Frog sang Memory Of its unique music Echoed through the rain And endless cloudy days To
New Year’s Eve – EvenSong
EvenSong Celebration Contemplation Transitions flame bonfire Visions pastPresentfuture Overhead South and West converge Folding clouds at right angles To screen the moon Light Increases shadows
New Year’s Eve – SwanSong
SwanSong Out of the grey sky lake The six joined by two Appear near the islands Flying Not ducks not geese Eight Winging in a
July Morning
Through the pink falling rain The illusive catbird Clearly calls me by name Hanging from folded clouds Rainbow fragments Vanish Reappear Then lengthen and double
Pear Blossoms
A chickadee messenger warns Of grosbeaks waiting by the feeder In a hypothermic daze. Late April. Wind, rain, sleet and hail Hasten the daffodils demise.