Lay me down upon grass so sweet, Beneath these singing poplar leaves. For my bones cry lo, bring me home, I wish to feel this earth so green. Trickle of water carves through dirt, As we laugh at such gnarled roots so deep. Throw your worries upon this leaning fence, And chase me barefoot through … Continue reading Beneath A Poplar Tree- Michael Erickson
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WRITER’S WORKSHOP I, Week 4: A Celebration and My #1 Writing Tip
We came, we saw, we measured—twice. We cut 10% of the excess—once. We twisted our opening lines to create grammatical tension. We have arrived. It’s Week 4 of the Writer’s Workshop, and that means it’s time to step back and celebrate our hard work. Next week, I will be back with some fresh points to … Continue reading WRITER’S WORKSHOP I, Week 4: A Celebration and My #1 Writing Tip
“Cut Me, Mick, Cut Me!” The One Where I Take the Third Writing Workshop Challenge and Work the Opening Sentence, not-poetry, fan-fiction by Stephen
Good evening Baristas, friends, and guests of the Go Dog Go Cafe! Have you heard? Tanya Cliff has been leading a fantastic Writing Workshop every Saturday and we would LOVE to have you participate. Last week, Tanya discussed how to create an effective opening sentence by developing tension with a 'but' construction; like how good … Continue reading “Cut Me, Mick, Cut Me!” The One Where I Take the Third Writing Workshop Challenge and Work the Opening Sentence, not-poetry, fan-fiction by Stephen
Throwback Friday: Song Of The Dead- Christine E. Ray
I have learned to carry my ghosts with reverence slip them gently into my coat pockets cradle them close to carotid pulse these most loyal of my companions lull to the steady beat of my survivor’s heart they are with me always unseen but not unfelt borrowing touches through my fingertips stolen glances through my … Continue reading Throwback Friday: Song Of The Dead- Christine E. Ray
Throwback Friday – On a Friday afternoon – Eugenia
a fingernail moon and a balloon amuse the cosmos as they swoon like a loom, they weave a tale disquieted voices they prevail yonder tooth fairy hitches a ride bridging the gap of the great divide stars befriend a quilted cloud the chorus line sings out loud be this poem fixation or fiction or … Continue reading Throwback Friday – On a Friday afternoon – Eugenia
Throwback Friday–Your Eyes by Beth Amanda
Those eyes told me proceed with caution but I preferred to think dive in and drown * ©MidwestFantasy Written August 2015
Upon Waking in a Pandemic – Christine E. Ray
if this be the end of days it is not just the world that has become unrecognizable it is me I find most changed I thought I knew myself oil burning furiously upon the water fist raised in defiance challenging the heartless gods only to find myself instead drifting rootless unmoored in this dark sea … Continue reading Upon Waking in a Pandemic – Christine E. Ray
Promote a Poet/Writer Thursday, March 26, 2020
Welcome to Promote a Poet/Writer Thursday! This is the day of the week where all members of the Go Dog Go Café Community are invited to introduce a Poet or Writer they enjoy reading. Participating is really fast and simple- in the comments below, post the link for the Home Page of the Poet/Writer you … Continue reading Promote a Poet/Writer Thursday, March 26, 2020
Turmoil, an awakening?- Eugenia
dark clouds still the night brisk winds interrupt silence faintest sound during nightfall whispers transform peace crows cawing assault the air signals of trouble brewing © Franci Eugenia Hoffman A gander at me – I enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years being rewarded both professionally and personally. … Continue reading Turmoil, an awakening?- Eugenia
Review of Tel – S. Karlan by Kristiana Reed
Originally published on Reedsy Discovery. "Your body caught in a wave Turning you over in the thick brine" In archaeology, a tel (Hebrew for 'hill' or 'mound') is a mound formed by generations of people living in the same place for hundreds and thousands of years. Whilst, 'Aviv' is Hebrew for 'spring'. Thus, Karlan's three … Continue reading Review of Tel – S. Karlan by Kristiana Reed
