C what I hear

17 April 2014

 

 

it’s like chipmunks chattering,

crows cawing,

the crash of cymbals,

or the cooing of doves,

it’s the crispy crunch of pizza crust,

the careening claxon of an ambulance’s rush,

the climbing clamor of a Morning Glory vine,

the cascading call of a waterfall,

or a grandfather clock’s hourly chime,

it’s like crinkly corn stalks,

corduroy caressing corduroy,

or cats clawing carpet,

chalkboard chills,

can you C what I hear?

 

 

adapted from NaPoWriMo Day 17 prompt

 

 

 

 

shore leave

06 April 2014

 

 

six sea-less seagulls

sit in sun, squawking, screeching,

Sallie simply smiles.

She’s not selling seashells, she’s

soaking some sun – it’s Spring Break!

 

 

 

A is for

30 March 2014

 

 

analyzing an

alliteration allows

anyone at all,

amateur and advanced, an

amiable art.

 

 

 

 

moon

27 August 2013

moon

 

shadows shift, seduce,

seemingly smile so sweetly.

sister soul, seeking

serendipity speaks soft

surrender, solitude’s shame.