Her, Poetry I do not write poems for her, true, she completes the poem. Words cannot replace her presence. Emotions inspired by our love told by the twinkling wealth of night. I do not write poetry for her, true, she lives the poetry of life. Words cannot explain her presence. My warmth, the fire she … Continue reading Her, Poetry
Patrons and baristas, though my voice has been quiet this week for reasons too exhaustive to write about, I hear you. Hearing you, I am grateful to be here. I will get back to the PYM and Crazy Writing Thoughts ... but first... a new poem: stolen from the wind this quiet voice heard stolen … Continue reading Stolen From the Wind
So we gather, so we listen, So we sew together a fabric: Half-hitch rhymes and quick Stitches knit tight our time.
Let's take a short trip back in time... My dear, Brave and Reckless friend, Christine has recorded the first mass-collab from the Go Dog Go Treetop Cafe. Gina has suggested that they be read together as one piece, so below the Soundcloud links of Christine is the combined piece. The list of stanza authors is … Continue reading Spoken Word Renga(s): Solving Lonely Winter Nights and Spring Responds to Winter Loneliness
No PYM update tonight Baristas and Guests... that returns tomorrow... tonight... just a poem by me. When the man found the house in the woods It looked more fantastic then he remembered. All his favorite candy decorated each gable Gum drops and red-hots dotting the eaves Sugar steam whistled out the chimney’s Candy corn bricks … Continue reading Hansel Returns
Where everyone knows your name Smiles invite you in from the rain Laughs send you out again From joy we no longer refrain.
Once again, as PYM wraps up for the week on the East Coast of the USA, 38 comments so far. Across the way, you will find the first wrap up post of last week's PYM. I hope you seek it out and explore 6 of the fine pieces shared at the GDG. Over the course … Continue reading Crazy Writing Thoughts for the Week 5/21
Coffee drunk, we find our hearts energized. Rain beats a rhythm inviting us outside to dance. The voices of Others sing a melody to our soul: Do not sit idle! Do not miss this moment!
As Promote Yourself Monday draws to a close on the East Coast of the USA, we have had 38 "comments" (at the time of writing) and yet another exciting Monday with great writers visiting the cafe. The Baristas have convened and opted to not pick a "favorite" and over the course of this week, I … Continue reading Crazy Writing Thoughts for the Week 5/14
The aroma of coffee invites us Inside we pause to listen Our hearts beat, we are alive Heard by those who gathered. (C) 2017 Stephen Fuller of Pointed Home