posting poetic prose
05 Oct 2026 29 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: birds, bumblebees, moon, poem, rain, waves, wind
search for caves with waves that rhyme
remember rhythms of road travel time
hum with bumblebees buzzin’ in brain
roost with word birds in pelting rain
marvel at mysteries of moonlit night
yes, please, any of these might…
put a poem in my pocket!
De hosts quadrilles at dVerse poets pub…come with empty pockets and fill them with poems!
03 Aug 2026 19 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: book, poem, publish, words, writer
Writers often take journeys in their minds. Observation, memory, and imagination create thoughts to travel by. Experience, learning, and time mark signposts along the way. We draw from an interior well or search for a fresh fountain. Of course, sharing the trip with friends enriches and expands us.
We write one step after the other: a few scribbles in a notebook, an idea tapped on the keyboard, a poem submitted here or there. If we do the work, why are we surprised by acceptance and publication? With or without a map, no journey goes as planned but that’s part of the adventure!
Sometimes we face roadblocks to overcome. Do not give up; do not quit the trail. Keep moving forward. Whether as a career or a hobby, we discover that writing feels satisfying and readers prove gratifying. Is it possible that book you’re dream-wording will appear in print?
journeys of the mind
where everyone’s a poet
words expose secrets
Frank J. Tassone hosts haibun Monday at dVerse…join us on the journey! I think my haiku is actually a senryu 🙂
26 Jun 2026 14 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: fireflies, light, musical, poem, puzzle, words
ideas are fireflies at dusk,
fleeting flickers of light;
sometimes hover low to ground
sometimes fly high in air
~ musical notes on a staff
~ random words on page
~ scattered puzzle pieces
trying to pair up, make sense,
fit together into beautiful picture;
tiny light bulbs spark bright new poem!
Grace hosts MTB: Ars Poetica revisited…see details at dVerse poets pub
30 Mar 2026 21 Comments
in haibun Tags: Alice, hat, pocket, poem, tea party, Wonderland
“Why IS a raven like a writing desk?” Perhaps a riddle worth contemplating. I think it has something to do with “black as ink” but would love to hear YOUR answer while we celebrate our unbirthdays. However, if you are looking for your basketball, it’s not here…sorry, no need to be RUDE.
The mad hatter’s question NEVER gets answered at the progressive tea party, not by ALICE nor the march hare. Yes, wonderland is full of unsolved riddles, supposes the POET, who came here quite by accident in alice’s pocket. Incidentally, said “poet” arrived in february, not march, anyway.
Is this blog titled “poet in her pocket” OR “poem in yours”? It can all be QUITE confusing, considering the allusion to and illusion of mr. lewis carroll himself. Of course, ingesting pills is NOT necessary for living in a dormouse’s dream. You only need to use your imagination, dear, but sipping TEPID tea helps.
riddle me in march
red hat, purple poetry
sipping chai tea dreams
Frank Tassone hosts haibuns. Check out dVerse poets and my “about” page to learn more 🙂
27 Jan 2026 17 Comments
in quadrille Tags: life, ocean, poem, rhyme, rhythm, ship, shore, trip, waves
A quadrille (44 words) for dVerse poets where Punam invites us to take a trip!
life’s poem logs distance trip;
soulful body-travel thru time
like one-way passage by ship
on waves of rhythm ‘n rhyme.
when reeling lost, lone, afraid
in ocean breakers’ angry roar,
trust good Captain who stays on
watch, steering us safe to shore!
“We have become his poetry, a re-created people that will fulfill the destiny he has given each of us, for we are joined to Jesus, the Anointed One. Even before we were born, God planned in advance our destiny and the good works we would do to fulfill it!”
(Ephesians 2:10 from The Passion Translation)
21 Mar 2022 4 Comments
in american sentence Tags: Anna, life, poem, savor
07 Nov 2021 4 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: birth, creativity, fertility, poem, writing
I have written on this theme before (search my site for “birth of a poem”) but then…after my first son, I eventually birthed 4 more!
poem begins as embryo
when an image sparks
pregnant thoughts
which swell into words;
word cells divide/multiply
to form fetal phrases
as distinct details develop
with additions/edits
until time comes to
birth and deliver poem
to the waiting world
with hope it will be
accepted, perhaps
even loved.
31 Jul 2018 7 Comments
in quadrille, quote Tags: ape, beginnings, creation, evolution, poem, puzzle
“if it doesn’t have a tail,
it’s an ape.” – veggietales
does that mean we are
living on planet of apes?
evolutionary theory puzzles
over missing links
missing, non-existent,
pieces to puzzle
genesis one is epic poem
worth pondering
i believe God creates
beginnings!
We’re doing “puzzle” quadrilles with Mish at dVerse poets pub this week 😀
18 Dec 2017 2 Comments
in haiku series Tags: breath, december, frost, merry, poem, whisper
Kristjaan at Carpe Diem encourages us to write a “full circle” haiku series using twelve words (bold), one per line in listed order, on a wintertime theme.
hoar frost on window
breath of heaven’s mist on trees
morning light sparkles
scent of mistletoe
cuddle under soft blanket
fireplace embers glow
poem of december
children praying for first snow
clouds whisper promise
lights on Christmas tree
wrap gifts in shiny paper
smile to see bright star
27 Apr 2017 2 Comments
in rhyming verse Tags: day, home-grown, loam, pocket, poem
When i began this blog 5 Mays ago, i did not realize today is designated annual “Poem in Your Pocket Day” by The League of Canadian Poets and Academy of American Poets! How cool is that? Here’s a pocket-sized poem for the occasion.
a fresh poem
home-grown in
fertile loam of
heart’s dark tome
let thoughts roam
new ideas phloem
seeded, weeded, and
(hopefully) read(ed)
whether new haiku
or favorite sonnet
remember
to carry a
poem in
your pocket!
30 Apr 2015 2 Comments
in limerick Tags: day, limerick, pocket, poem
A little limerick in honor of Poem in My Pocket Day…when I titled my blog, almost three years ago, I did not know it was a “national” holiday!
I carry a poem in my pocket
Obsession eccentric – don’t knock it!
May I read it aloud?
Make dead poets proud
If you enjoy versing, let’s rock it!
photo by lynn__
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