surfacing with haiku
a triptych of poems.
in which I write about stuff
a triptych of poems.
in which the author is unable to start the poem that goes with the title.
a poem from listening to the radio while taking a bath.
cycling makes things look a little better.
in which the author considers revisiting a poet she hates.
in which the author shares a bit of doggerel.
the life of the author as poet thus far, as told in poetry. title suggestions and a factual correction/confirmation welcome.
considering the prompts of being someone else and being yourself, although probably not in the way they were intended.
Placeholder goodness….
there is a monster at the end of this poem.