In the Word Woods
I’m sure there’s a found poem somewhere here.
There usually is this time of year …
I Like That Night Follows Day
What if there was never night
if it was always light…and light?
Listening
This photo has so many possibilities!
Nonsense Poem!
Wake up! Are you a Jabberwock?
your head has nodded to the desk
at first I thought ’twas writer’s block
Oh, beamish boy—you’re hair’s askew!
I kick your shoe—I think it best
before our teacher catches you.
Rings
I finger Mama’s golden ring,
remembering when I ruled as king