Loose Leaf Notes

I slipped on the moon’s crescent peel flipped a double scoop of big dipper shine I slid on the milky way’s parlor counter was hit with a full phase of whipped moon pie ___________Poets and Storytellers United  

“Now we are old with only mortal gods and rent to pay for all we have loved. Ashes to ashes, we knew this would happen, but we never want it to be now.” – From Sunflowers, 1999 I saw my life in a box of mementos and photos and outdated clothes that nobody wants A […]

A stroke of genius on a live canvas A tilted smile in a metaphoric portrait A curved nude in a side-view posed for the muse’s changing mood ______Colleen Redman  / Poets and Storytellers United

Illumination zero a chance to see anew a blind spot revealed on what you thought you knew _______________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United

I still remember the man on Martha’s Vineyard doing a crossword puzzle on his cottage porch I admired his peaceful concentration and thought I’d like to do that too It’s not like wanting a cold beer after you see someone drinking one You have to work and it takes hours to finish It takes years […]

I worry about running out of onions the way my dad worried about running out of flashlights and batteries and because he lived through The Great Depression he had a store in his A Street basement Now we hoard toilet paper and wear masks on planes We think every splinter could be a Lyme carrying […]

They say you have to find your voice like they ask ‘what do you want to be when you grow up?’ But you don’t know where to look or know that you have the voice you were born with You sit on the phone with a boy you like and time stops still while no […]

Could she scare a crow? How long will she stand immovable? Will she come to life in a gold rush summer protect the corn as if it was her children? Will she change her shirt come out of the rain? Will she lobby for a bigger pole to be hoisted on? Will she eavesdrop on […]

When references expire and culture sours you don’t teach an old dog new tricks You keep a lifeline up your sleeve Pray not to trip and fall over When strippers win Grammys And rappers praise their crotches You wonder what it will be like to be put out to pasture You look like your mother […]

I am a poem that’s read from center from right to left or end to start I’m not overgrown like the forsythia in my yard and not clipped close like a landscaper’s victim I’m not an easy catch but don’t play hard to get I’m best read with eyes squinted with head tilted and feet […]

Contemplation steeped in a pool of lavish tea Share a cup of gold Poets rhyme sugar with teacup and saucer They alliterate morning with mug Delicate or robust Hinting fruit, nut or flower Every good cup starts with boiling water Beatniks ring saucers with teaspoon clappers Jam with jazz rappers Sing praises to Lao Tzu […]

Crowned Oracle At the Lover’s Threshold Spring is Her Open Doorway Poets and Storytellers United