Throwback Thursday #18

Here’s a poem I wrote about five years ago. At the time I had an assignment to write for a class, and had absolutely no inspiration. No inspiration for anything I thought was good, anyway. I penned the following poem in the midst of my frustration that night. *** The Page’s Epitaph This paper waits;…

Ars Poetica, by Archibald MacLeish

Photo by Aleksandar Pasaric from Pexels Continuing my new Monday tradition of posting a poem that has influenced my own poetry writing, here is a poem by Archibald MacLeish. I have loved this poem for years and have tried to emulate its style before, but MacLeish writes in a way that I can’t seem to…

Prophecy, by Elinor Wylie

I think I’m going to start a new tradition where I post one of my favorite poems every Monday. To start off, here’s one by Elinor Wylie which has stuck with me ever since I first read it years ago. Prophecy I shall lie hidden in a hut In the middle of an alder wood,…

Throwback Thursday #17

I haven’t done a Throwback Thursday post in a while… Here’s a poem I wrote in the fall of 2013, in the style of Emily Dickinson. *** I much prefer my dish of death Straightforward on the plate— Overt and undisguised, for here No masquerades are played—   I much prefer it clear and cold,…

My Harvest

Written for Word Prompt Wednesday.   I am harvesting the seeds sown as a child From thumbholes in the bare earth, each miniscule body Buried in them, and abandoned.   Not neglected, though. My thoughts coaxed them Leaf-curling and persistent, from crevices Not sealed after all.   But last night—in the turned-away gaze of the…

Quadrille

Written for Quadrille Monday. Violet fire is burning ‘Neath a periwinkle sky The purple planets’ turning Spins my consciousness awry— Every tendon, every figment Flushes mauve—the body burns, Crumbles in the deathly pigment, River-ruined, being spurned, Out of purple heaven hurled In the ashes of the world.   ~H

Throwback Thursday #12

Today I’m posting some poetry I wrote almost nine years ago. At the time I was kind of obsessed with the poetry of Algernon Charles Swinburne and tried to mimic his style in a lot of the poetry I wrote. The poem below is no exception. (You can read the specific poem I was emulating…

Throwback Thursday #11

A little late, but oh well…Here’s a poem I wrote ten years ago. The form is a rondel, which you can read about here. *** If I beyond the earth could leap And snare the planets from their way And give them to my love to keep My hear fore’er, lest mind do fray,  …

Two Poems for Throwback Thursday

Today’s Throwback Thursday post consists of two poems I wrote in the winter of 2009. At that time, I wrote in a notebook every day and read three poems before going to bed every night. The result was I wrote lots of poems, most of which have never been read by anyone but me. Here…

My Peanut Journey and Throwback Thursday

Photo by Markus Spiske freeforcommercialuse.net from Pexels I love peanuts. I never thought I would intentionally eat peanuts out of the container, but yesterday I did just that. My sister in-law bought a large thing of honey roasted peanuts, which I had never had, and now I’m addicted. She also bought a bag of peanut…