#VerseLove Day 29 with Stefani Boutelier of Michigan – Titles

Stefani, our host for the 29th day of VerseLove 2025,, is an Associate Professor of Education at Aquinas College in Michigan. You can read her full prompt here.

She writes, “Poem titles are not discussed, practiced, or modified as often as the art of crafting a poem. Therefore, I wanted to remind us again about the power of titles and how they have the potential to hold the hand of the poem and lead it to new interpretations.”

Today, Stefani invites us to create a title centered on identifying or twisting the content, theme, or purpose of a poem. She suggested letting other readers offer a title for our poems today, so here is mine, awaiting a title.

(Readers, please suggest a title)

I learned to ride a bike at the corner

of Friar Tuck and Robin Hood Roads

next door to Doc and Mama Byrd

in Reynolds, Georgia at five

cradled by Coventry

and Sherwood Roads, steeped

in peach orchards

Baptist church

and skint

knees

VerseLove Day 16: Etheree Poems with Katrina Morrison

Our host for Day 16 of VerseLove at http://www.ethicalela.com is Katrina Morrison, who teaches English and German in a rural community in Osage County, Oklahoma.

Katrina inspires us to write etheree poems and shares her process: “Etheree Taylor Armstong, an Arkansas poet, created the simple eponymous Etheree. An etheree consists of ten lines with each line’s syllabication increasing by one. Line 1 begins with one syllable, line two has two syllables, line three has three syllables, etc. Proceed this way until you have composed a poem with ten lines.” You can read her full prompt here.

The Poetry Fox

have you ever seen a fox type poems

on a classic vintage typewriter

pecking with his paws at the keys

pounding out on-demand verse

for people offering

their favorite words,

then reading each

aloud to

human

hearts?

On Holocaust Remembrance Day: an etheree

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To commemorate Yom HaShoah, Holocaust Remembrance Day, I’ve written a reverse etheree.

To the hell of a concentration camp

To the death showers of Zyklon B

To separated families

To long lost baby shoes

To Hitler’s nightmare

To starvation

To ghettos

To hate

I

Am

From love

From living

From just like you

From family meals 

From falling deep in love

From dreams and aspirations

From the freedom to live and choose

From the tribe of Father Abraham

From my ancestors’ strong family tree

Day 21 of #VerseLove with Stacey Joy: Mama’s Kitchen Poems

Stacey Joy is our host today for the 21st day of #VerseLove. You can read her full prompt here. She inspires us to write Mama’s Kitchen Poems.

Kitchens are oftentimes the heartbeat of a home. They are gathering places and hold memories like no other room in a house. Stacey mentions a recent podcast episode featuring legendary author Judy Blume, finding herself mesmerized by Blume’s memories and stories of her mother’s kitchen. If you are interested in listening to that episode, here is the link

Next, Stacey shares the process: Let’s share our memories from our mothers’ kitchens, our own kitchens, or any kitchen that holds memories for you. 

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A Lock of Hair

there, hidden in the cakes and pies section

of Mom’s Gold Medal recipe box

with all the family secrets

an unsealed blue envelope

holds tender gold tendrils

~ cherished childhood hair ~

ethereal

long blond strands

of me

steeped

in

love, one

remaining

wisp of a child

blended, kneaded, shaped,

her own recipe for

disaster ~ aproned kitchen

ancestors gather still to check

on this bun baked through all their ovens:

did she fall? did she rise? did she turn out?

September 2023 Poetry Marathon – Day 3 of 5

The host for September’s Open Write at http://www.ethicalela.com today is Barb Edler of Iowa. She inspires us to write poems about favorite childhood books or poems. You can read her full prompt here. I chose to write about my favorite childhood book – Childcraft Volume 1: Poems and Rhymes.

By The Light of the Moon

back in the 70s, the

World Book Encyclopedia

and Childcraft salesmen came

door to door

selling sets

ecru-colored hardbacks

gold-embossed lettering

the only one that

mattered to me

had a pink-banded

spine ~ Volume 1

Poems and Rhymes

that I read so much

I’m surprised I didn’t

read the ink clean off

the pages

I had a closet-and-flashlight

fixation with Volume 1

I’d crawl in and read for hours

staring at the illustrations,

memorizing the words

Overheard on a Salt Marsh

my favorite of all time

but Pirate Don Durk of Dowdee

and The Purple Cow

and The Raggedy Man

and every.other.page

were my best friends

so much that today,

I have a framed copy

of Harold Monro’s

masterpiece

by my bed, draped

with green glass beads

to remind me

I was steeped

in reading

by the light

of

the

moon

Last Friday, I had a poetry writing marathon, where I invited family and some friends to write poems that I would feature on the blog this week. Each hour, a new poem was born. I began sharing these on Saturday, and today is Day 3 of 5 days of our shared poems, continued below.

6 p.m. hour – Kim Johnson – List poem – – a poem that contains a list or inventory of things, people, places, or ideas

Signs Seen on a Drive Between Counties in Rural Georgia

Do not be lukewarm

Be the light!

Slower traffic keep right

Speed checked by detection devices

The compassion of the Lord never fails

Sad to see summer go. NOT.

Where will you spend eternity?

Don’t be the dealer…..be the difference!

Wrong Way

Don’t scroll. Stay in control.

Everything is hotter in the south!

Fall: When God displays his finest artistry. 

7 p.m. hour – Kim Johnson – Etheree – A ten line poem in which each numbered line contains that number of syllables, written in ascending or descending order. 

Norris’s Fine Foods

catfish, hush puppies, coleslaw and crawfish

green beans, cabbage, and corn on the cob

fried shrimp, baked cod, barbecue beans

shrimp scampi, rice and cornbread

peach and apple cobblers

Norris’s Fine Foods

chocolate cake

banana

pudding

…..full!

8 p.m. hour – my grandson Aidan – Concrete Poem – a poem in the shape of an object of the poem, or where the arrangement of words looks like the poem’s subject.  These are also called shape poems.  

My grandson writes about a covered bridge by the bridge

9 p.m. hour – Ken Haynes and Jennifer Butler – Renga Poem – a poem in which the first poet writes the first three lines in seventeen syllables, then the second poet writes two lines containing seven syllables. 

Gracie and JoJo are mine

Kasa is his

We are one family

    loving our dogs

    please love yours! 

10 p.m. hour – Kim Johnson – Nonet – poem with nine lines, with each numbered line containing that many syllables and can be written in ascending or descending order

Cemetery Slap Fight

they got in a slap fight, those 3, right

in the cemetery over 

their mother’s grave ~ she’d once said, 

“over my dead body”

turns out she was right

……believing truth

was never

her strong

suit

Traveling and Writing in Clean Hotels With Great Coffee

Our host today for the last day of the February 2023 Open Write is Stacey Joy, who inspires us to write etheree poems. You can read her prompt and poem here, along with others, and add your own if you wish. I’m traveling through three Southeastern states this week, and I have always found hotels to be some of the best places to write. Until now.

Upstairs

strong
coffee
hot showers
comfortable
bedding, firm pillows
large-screen television
whispery-gray painted walls
white down comforters on the beds
clean desk and chair with working wi-fi
hotel rooms are THE BEST places to write

Fitzgerald wrote books at The Grove Park Inn
Truman Capote at The Plaza
eliminating distractions?
any Hampton Inn will do…..
….unless there’s a toddler
crying all night long
jumping non-stop
on the floor
above 
you

February’s Open Write with Stacey Joy

Stacey Joy never fails to bring joyful and inspiring poetry prompts.  Her free verse is a perfect way to begin this month’s Open Write.  You can read it here on EthicalEla.com, and join us in writing today. The blackbirds are such beautiful symbols of the flight to freedom in the story, and on this weekend of the Great Backyard Bird Count when so many are counting birds, I’ll reflect back on this story and her poem and be reminded that freedom as people and as a nation is a blessing that took blood, sweat, and tears – and lives – to have and hold.  She inspired me to choose an etheree to write about one of my favorites, also with a theme of freedom – The Legend of the Teddy Bear by Frank Murphy.  

They Called Him Teddy

When Roosevelt let a wild bear go free,

The Washington Post ran a cartoon.

Rose and Morris Michtom took note.

In their candy store, she sewed~

Commemorating choice~

Celebrating strength~

Their idea: our

Nation’s first

Teddy 

Bear