It's Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub! Today's task is to create a poem of 44 words using the word, fill. It was mid-July when I saw you for the first time. Stars dazzle the midnight sky but quickly fade compared to the stars in my eyes. Your voice like warm scotch: [...]
It's that time again: Chelsea Ann Owens' Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. The theme again is love. Utter yayness! *** Sometimes when I miss you bad and I'm feeling really sad I hitch a ride and go downtown to the drugstore. I wander the aisles until I find, the scent of Brut so sweet, so [...]
It's time for Chelsea Anne Owens' Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest! Again. The theme is still love, but this time the form is a sonnet. My love is like a prickly pear Stuck inside my underwear Its bittersweet pain reminds me this love was not meant to be. Yet on we go, the sting ignored until [...]
Guess what? It's time for Chelsea Anne Owens' Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest! This time the theme is love. Sometimes... Love is like a dirty sock. You smell it a mile away stealthily hiding beneath a rock. But you turn it over anyway to find bugs and maggots crawling 'round but you don't mind the stinky [...]
When I visit my father's grave, I leave a stone on it. We're Jewish. That's what we do. Just a nondescript piece of rock. Gray, generic and anonymous— aptly symbolizing our relationship.