A Poem Made of Questions

In the spirit of tiny writing and short forms, today’s poem is a Shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5) inspired by Georgia Heard’s Tiny Writing prompt calendar: A Poem Made of Questions.

A Poem Made of Questions

doesn’t have

exclamation points

periods

or hellfire

narcissism directives ~

it offers free choice

What Your Feet Know

In the spirit of tiny writing and short forms, today’s poem is a Shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5) inspired by Georgia Heard’s Tiny Writing prompt calendar: What Your Feet Know.

What Your Feet Know

your feet know

after a long trip

the way home

your feet know

the tight pull of belonging

listen to your feet

A Scent From Long Ago

In the spirit of tiny writing and short forms, today’s poem is a Shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5) inspired by Georgia Heard’s Tiny Writing prompt calendar: A Scent from Long Ago.

A Scent from Long Ago

White Shoulders

her scent permeates

the gold box

containing

not just jewelry but her

presence ~ memories!

What Quiet Sounds Like

In the spirit of tiny writing and short forms, today’s poem is a Shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5) inspired by Georgia Heard’s Tiny Writing prompt calendar: What Quiet Sounds Like.

What Quiet Sounds Like

hurt hearts are

what quiet sounds like

no phones ping

no texts ding

quiet endures without peace

when hearts are hurting

Instructions for a Dream

Georgia Heard’s Tiny Writing calendar topic for today is Instructions for a Dream. I’m using the Shadorma form this month for these topics – a poem with syllable lines numbering 3-5-3-3-7-5.

Instructions for a Dream

drift to sleep

on marshmallow clouds

chase rainbows

hug puppies

paint a night sky canvas of

glittered twinkling stars

A Poem that Begins with If….

In the spirit of tiny writing and short forms, today’s poem is a Shadorma (3-5-3-3-7-5) inspired by Georgia Heard’s Tiny Writing prompt calendar: A Poem that Begins with If.

a poem

that begins with if

seems open,

understands

that there must be conditions ~

criteria met

I Was Birdwatching

Merlin was going strong

helping me identify the birds

by their birdsongs

Prairie Warbler

Orchard Oriole

Northern Cardinal

Tufted Titmouse

Brown Thrasher

Blue-Gray Gnatcatcher

Eastern Bluebird

Eastern Phoebe

….when my husband walks up

and kisses me right on the lips

then asks

what did that register as?

a lovebird???

and this is the kind of humor

I love about him

and how I know

he’s a keeper

A Secret You Keep

Today’s topic for the tiny writing shared by Georgia Heard on her May calendar is A Secret You Keep. I’m using the Shadorma form this month for most of these poems (3-5-3-3-7-5). My poem today is inspired by the prankish secret I’m keeping. A few weeks ago, I cleaned out the silverware drawer and put the holder back in a different direction. A week or so later, I noticed my husband had flipped it back to the original position. And so I turned it back. He flipped it again. Again, I turned it, in a different direction from either of the first. And now, this game – more of a prank than a secret – is part of the fun of the morning.

A Secret You Keep

suddenly

after 18 years

there’s a tiff

over which

way the silverware tray goes ~

so now it’s a game!

Loaded Tea Demi Sonnet

We wrote Demi Sonnets earlier this month, so today I’m thinking of the Loaded Tea craze that has Starbucks a little on edge, I’m sure. My current favorite is a Pink Starburst, with collagen and half caffeine (lit). But that can change tomorrow.

Loaded Tea Demi Sonnet

I think I’m addicted to loaded tea

as I sip a Watermelon Crawl

yesterday’s was Pink Starburst

last week, a Lit Trainwreck

I tried to quit, but what the heck??!!

caffeine brings out the best in me

……..so, tomorrow, I’ll take them all

Making Body Butter

My sister in law and I have been making various salves, lotions, balms, and body butters. It all started in April. She found a recipe for Bergamot Body Butter, and it’s been fun ever since. We each ordered some of the ingredients and a slew of containers, fired up the stove, and got to stirring and mixing, making our own magnesium and shea butter foot creams.

Today’s poem is a simple tricube – three stanzas of three lines with three syllables!

Sister Time Tricube

bergamot
shea butter
olive oil

lavender
mixing bowls
minerals

beeswax flakes
kitchen fun
sister time