1. The Other Woman The “other woman” is Wendy She’s co-dependent with Peter She’s passive-aggressive with pirates and sleeps with lost boys She threatens to leave Neverland because Peter won’t be her daddy He won’t discipline the children or stop seeing Tiger Lily Wendy won’t live in Peter’s shadow She wants […]
The mantra is the vehicle that knows the best shortcut when my mind is downtown traffic ~ Colleen Redman More dVerse Open Link Pub readers HERE.
If I complained to William Stafford that I haven’t written a poem in weeks he’d say, “Lower your standards.” Natalie Goldberg would say, “Keep your hand moving.” Kerouac says dig deep within your soul and blow freestyle like a jazz artist But my notes are flat and motivation is flagging so I […]
______________________ Pressed like a petal in a page of paper sky a pale rose moon marks the morning _____________________ dVerse poets posting poetry HERE.
Aka Three’s a Charm I read some nursery rhymes with Floyd references at the Skit Night fundraiser for Blue Mountain School Sunday night. It was April Fools and the real children I had written the nursery rhymes for were all grown up. The next day I stumbled across one of those rhymes and realized I […]
Your chickadee and thistle are too big for the frame but they need the protection of glass I shave off the edges of lavender and green and think of your life cut short I trim the blue water where your sea turtle floats and remember your hair in matted knots and you […]
Slumped over beauty Blonde-headed lovely Ahead of her time in a crowd of closed minds ______________ More poets posting at dVerse Poet’s Pub.
It all starts with a flower doodled in winter in black and white It grows into a big bang of scribbles and spirals an immaculate conception of Darwinian evolution It all depends on indirect attention and knowing what to leave out White space is immortal The underground eternal Each one is […]
Capsized moon stranded in a sea of blue floats like a buoy to the shore from the deep end of the day _____________Colleen Redman____ More dVerse poets sharing an open link pub HERE.
I try not to put demands on the day or dictate my thoughts I don’t want the first thing I remember to be the last thing I worried about last night I make a choice to wake up or fall back to sleep Fragmented dreams offer no depth of meaning to […]
The moon smokes clouds by the sun’s stricken match Stars rush like sparks from her moody bowl of ash Some say the sun is vain to admire its own reflection at the moon’s nightstand table for so long ________________________ ~ More dVerse poets sharing HERE.
The woodstove howls like a banshee for the copperhead I killed in the fall when it crawled from my dream into the kitchen and laid at the threshold of girl becoming crone The washing machine hums like a bard spins the tale of a black bear intruder the one that left paw prints in the […]
