Pause here a moment undersunset's stillness, underthe cover of dusk's feathered patience.Trace the lingering pinktendrils that pool andwane into faded blueskyline, simmering anothermoment, bathing in the glow of yesterday's memory, and leaving justan echo of quiet. I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #178. This week’s prompt was provided by Jaideep, whoContinue reading "Dusk’s Feathered Patience"| Words and Coffee Writing
backlit by moonlighthovering in fogtwinkling along sunsetsmiling in smogquivering by dayspringthundering at dawnlightning in the gloamingechoes of a song Just a fun little poem to start out your Mo…| Words and Coffee Writing
Sweetness grows where the waterfall flows,beckoning arms of foamy spray,plummeting over rocks in carefree leapand sparkling with sun's blessing,splashing fierce in bold whirlwind, dancing and twirling to revealburied treasures of rock and debrisor unguarded hopes and dreamsor a mix of both in its watery tempestand then to surface amidst tranquility,churning that dims to bubblesand basksContinue reading "Waterfall Serenity"| Words and Coffee Writing
When I first started thinking I’d be lucky enough to celebrate 5 years free of cancer, I imagined that I’d host a huge party with everyone I knew. The 5-year NED (“no evidence of disease”) mark is sort of a magic ticket in the cancer realm, a sign that, if you’ve managed to outrun aContinue reading "5 Years Cancer Free: Babies After Breast Cancer"| Words and Coffee Writing
dive right indive beyond the shoreshore paved in pebblesshore tossed with waveswaves jostled under storm cloudswaves freckled by sunlightsunlight coating our armssunlight streaking between tree limbslimbs dance under the heavenslimbs splay among the breezebreeze frolics through the treetopsbreeze echoes over the reedsreeds wave along the swamp's edgereeds play along the dunesdunes sprinkle sand on ourContinue reading "Shore under embrace"| Words and Coffee Writing
skip stones from skyscraperscoming down with moondust dreamsbeyond the balanced bayouabove the crescent cadenceand atop the twisting tempestuntil the valley falls asleep This is just a fun little p…| Words and Coffee Writing
Paint your feet in empty footsteps over uncharted spacious wonders, to bask in the desolate aura of freedom.Tremble in beloved and hapless isolation, under a cloudless sky,to cringe when nature ign…| Words and Coffee Writing
Under the vines marched the gnomestheir donsy formed no aisles or rowsthey picked at a green grapethen frowned at the landscapethey were really expecting a plum rose I wrote this poem for the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt #170. Dennis provided the prompt this week, called “A Donsy of Gnomes”. The details are as follows: YourContinue reading "The Befuddled Donsy"| Words and Coffee Writing
The lake keeps secretsjust like the rest of us, holding them closeunder the watchful eyes.It sits there a while,a bleak tableau,painted in damp mist:a living wilderness.Once you’re inside, th…| Words and Coffee Writing
Youthful hand palms the crank,twisting slowly, eager anticipation.A melody twinkles, softly spiralinglike her dance,all tipped toes and curled arms.Frail, wrinkled hands grip the crank,memories twirling backof moments magniloquent,bolder than life itself,captured in her dance. Ben provided us with a playful prompt this week for the Wea’ve Written Weekly. Below is the background and prompt guidance:Continue reading "Melancholy Music"| Words and Coffee Writing
