BTT 38.2: How to Unwrap God’s Gifts on Christmas Morning

How to unwrap God’s Gifts on Christmas Morning ∗ Heal wounds. Soak Earth with sunshine. Breathe hope into sorrows And pace the Long and gentle Unwinding of the clocks. Don’t point and counter Or fence the tides of Wild creation into doctrine. Care for each other, Instead of playing endlessly With the box. ∗ ∗∗∗ …

BTT #73: Sundial

This picture was hanging in a friend's house. I don't know the artist, and I don't know exactly why I chose it for this poem, but it seemed somehow to fit. Sundial . I have heard that Wherever you go There you are. True perhaps Of place and Footings, But when the Sun moved the …

BTT 44.2: Can a Vampire Help a Transgender Person to Transition?

Rerun for Halloween. 🙂 (queue spooky music....) Question: Can a vampire help a transgender person transition? Best Answer: Hey girls! I know there has been some talk on Reddit and around about using a vampire to transition.  This question seems to pop up now and again and at first glance seems in some ways to be …

BTT 30.2: A Question for Little Things (Ars Poetica)

This is a rerun, first post in 4-18-2020. 🙂 . Paul at dVerse had a prompt last week (April 2018) for Ars Poetica (The Art of Poetry).  Well I am new and I am slow so I missed the deadline, but have entered this through Grace’s hosting of an open link night.  I am glad to …

BTT #72: Sympathetic Labor

Sympathetic Labor . I saw the Watery Bag, Crossed with Scarlet Streams In her slender hand. Empty glistening pools, Black and red, Stared back at once Expectant faces. Friends whispered Tender eulogies, But made no mention Of the dead. Rather, It was the rain Which swam from Muddy rivers To the seas That gently laid …

Guest Post: What you did. By Carly Danyel

 Picture from:  www.psycologytoday.com What you did. . It seems I've been running, running all my life Only slowing occasionally to catch my breath or glimpse the world's beauty Daily I press onward, setting new goals and chasing after new deadlines Moving forward without reflection. . I guess I had never really set time aside for …

BTT #71: In the Music of a Quiet Morning

In the music of a quiet morning I am listening to small creatures Singing in the threatened line of trees Hiding darkly between Growing rows of houses.                . I could still be asleep As the lullabies spring From the leaves. But I am called into waking, And like these chirping birds And frogs and …

BTT 70: Dear Consequence

Dear Consequence . I. I always thought you were Something to suffer, An improvised device Answering my every Step, both mutable And sure, Inscrutable, And counting down The years and days Together pounding Our little plans To powder Beneath your Watchful gaze. I would feel you Searching out the issue Of my blood, Who never …

BTT 32.2: HAIR–CUT–NON–TRANSITIONED

This is in response originally to a post by the Amazing Amaya at dVerse who has prompted us to “Bridge the Gap.”  The task is to start with one quote and then end with another quote from a different source and write a poem that bridges the two gaps.  My first quote is from Faulkner, …

BTT 49.2: BTT #49: Soap Dispenser – Montgomery – Alabama – 2018

“We’re here because we just want to wash our hands.”  Photo of a public parks soap dispenser showing a vandalized Great Seal of the City of Montgomery, Alabama in 2018.  Notice that "Civil Rights" has been scratched out and "Cradle of the Confederacy" remains intact. Photo by Lona Gynt. Felt Like time for a re-run, this felt …