Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #471: Language

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Children of the Blue and the Gray

He was a blue-blooded Yankee,
she, a red-blooded American.
He spoke like an Ivy Leaguer,
specifically Yale Law
& Harvard Business;
she spoke in the colloquialisms
& soft consonants of Deep South Jaw-juh.
They just couldn’t find common ground–
he, with his clipped Northern accent
& she, with her Southern drawl–
but when they got all mixed-up,
their hearts turned to purple prose
& they found uncommonly fertile ground.

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Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #470: Fair

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One Less, One More, One Better

He was going to a fair,
she was having an affair.
He took all the rides alone,
she took one man on many rides.
When Lonely & Alone met
at the funnel cake stand,
both ordering the last red velvet,
he offered her half,
& she knew this could be her better half
who would give to her
his whole self.

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Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #465: Exploration

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Deep Exploration

When they explored the land,
they saw how the faster travel and communication became,
the smaller the world became.

When they explored the spaces beneath them,
they saw the dark side of the earth–
an underworld untouched by the living
but populated by the dead.

When they explored the space above them,
they were in wonder of all they did not know
and all they could not see.
And it was there they hovered–
in awe of the God who would not show His face,
but had set it all in motion,
this God whose voice was unheard
but whose signature was on everything.

When they explored one anothers’ bodies,
making love on the beach at low tide
where the honeymoon rose and set on their salt-beaded skin,
their hair like the rim of margarita glasses,
they lost themselves in each other,
even as they found themselves in awe of one another
and of everything they were;
for they were the dust of earth,
even as they were the debris of the heavens,
rearranged in such a way
that made them perfect for each other.

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Sweet Little Nothings

Like someone in person

He’d been a friend of a friend,
till she wasn’t friends with that friend anymore.
She’d liked what he’d collectively share
with 142 other friends,
family,
& acquaintances.
When she finally met him,
keeping her identity secret,
she shared all that he couldn’t touch
through a screen.
“You remind me of someone,” he’d said,
& she knew then
what he would’ve never told her
anywhere else,
for with the 1 sense he knew & liked,
she had put a face with the other 4 he loved.

Writer’s Digest Wednesday Poetry Prompt #440: Generation

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Party of Five

In a three-bedroom house
lived a gentleman and a lady,
a boy and a girl,
and a woman of The Sandwich Generation.
This woman,
fully-formed,
hadn’t lost her other half,
but a whole part of something greater
they had built together.
And while she cared for those who had treated her
as a daughter,
and cared for those as she had once been cared for
by those whose daughter she had been,
there was no one left to care for her.
For one man came and left,
and then another,
and another.
But never did she leave her father and mother in-laws,
nor the children that had first belonged
to the love of her life,
to cleave unto one of these men.
Rather,
she lived her life,
and when the right one came,
she knew,
for he stayed.

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Poem-a-Day April 2018 Writer’s Digest Challenge #13. Theme: Insect

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Harlow’s Hankering for Handymen

Mr. Roche was so fetching in his Orkinix uniform,
not too fresh, & just the right amount of funny.
In his starched whites & hard hat,
he slayed the dragons,
or rather sprayed the little creepy-crawlies.
She fell for him that day,
that is,
until Joe the Plumber opened her pickle jar,
for no man was a walking Swiss Army knife.

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Poem-a-Day April 2018 Writer’s Digest Challenge #1. Theme: Secret

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Samantha’s Bewitching Secret

She never sent him flowers,
but she thought him the orchid of Eden,
the rose of Miniver.
She never bought him candy,
but she thought him a transcendent trinity of
roman nougat, pecan divinity, and noir chocolate.
She never wrote him a love letter,
but she thought his words the gospel truth,
the poetry of Calliope.
She never wrote about him,
but in every man whose character
was a man of character,
he was there—
making him a man of innumerable incarnations.
Through three spring thaws,
and two winter frosts,
she was his secret admirer,
and he never even knew it.

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