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.