Monday, June 21, 2021


Haibun Monday at dVerse, and summer solstice is upon us.  Time for gardening, picnics and, in my part of the world, wonderful, rumbling thunderstorms.  Submitted to dVerse June 21, 2021.

Dark clouds gathered on the horizon.  The birds fell quiet, and small creatures scurried for cover.  A rogue wind crested the hill, saddled the lightning and rode it, arcing through the dark clouds down to the valley floor.  Deafening bursts of thunder rumbled up the valley and the trees bowed and thrashed in a frenzied macarena.  Raindrops built to a steady downpour, and parched earth slaked its thirst, sending forth a fecund fragrance.  After a time, distant thunder signaled that the storm had moved on, and a soggy silence fell over the valley.  

Dark clouds foretell storm

Nature exerts dominance

Silence left behind

Sunday, June 20, 2021


 Writers' Pantry #75.   Doors on city streets have always fascinated me.  I'm left wondering what stories they conceal, what secrets they hold forever.  Submitted to Poets & Storytellers United, June 20, 2021


the closed door

shuts out chaos

warmth and safety within

the red door

speaks of welcome

to those who

wish to enter

schoolhouse door

house of education

key to success

the church door

God found within

spirit nourished 

Saturday, June 19, 2021


The Sunday Muse #165

Call me independent
Call me contentious
I'm not a commodity
I'm not licentious

I won't be collected
Like a box from a shelf
If you want to court me
Come collect me yourself


Wednesday, June 16, 2021


Weekly Scribblings where we're asked to choose an image and write a poem in the voice of the character depicted.  I've chosen Marilyn Monroe, whose life started in an orphanage and a series of foster homes, rose to fame as a sex symbol, and ended, sadly, alone and unhappy.  I've chosen a painting of Marilyn and added a number of movie titles for which she was known.  Submitted to Poets & Storytllers United, June 16, 2021.


wanting only to be loved for herself, 
she became instead a sex symbol
objectified and exploited
wanting only to be loved for herself.

Saturday, June 12, 2021




We are as the clay molded by the Master

How much is our choice in the what comes after

Is life serendipity, accidental happenstance

Is it preordained, or just lucky chance

Is good fortune a blessing, or just a fluke

Is it “give and it shall be given” as described by  St. Luke

Is it Kismet, karma or divine intervention

These déjà vu moments that grab our attention

They leave us remarking “Now isn’t that odd.

Can it be it was guided by the hand of God?”

Friday, June 11, 2021


 Open Link #74 Submitted to Poets & Storytellers United, June 13, 2021. Vintage advertising has always fascinated me, with its use of  words lost in the pages of time.  The word "costiveness" in this ad is one such to be listed in my book of oddities.


Browsing the antique shop, I came across one of those vintage advertising fans they used to hand out in funeral homes.  This one featured a couple of adorable kittens and was presented by  Carter’s Little Liver Pills.  “LIVERITA“, it says on the back “Best for Stomach, Liver and Bowels.  $500 REWARD.  We will pay the reward for any case of Liver Complaint, Dyspepsia, Sick Headache, Indigestion, Constipation or Costiveness we cannot cure with Liverita, the up-to-date Little Liver Pill, when the directions are strictly complied to.  They are purely vegetable and never fail to give satisfaction.  The 25 cent boxes contain 100 pills, 5 cent boxes contain 15 pills.  Beware of substitutions and limitations.  Sent by mail. Stamps taken.”  Of course I bought this bit of history. 

Imagine!  A $500 reward if cure fails.  Try to get such a guarantee from  your friendly physician today.  Wouldn’t that shock him right out of his stethoscope! A hundred pills for a quarter!  Seems like the cost of feeling good has certainly escalated. Megabucks are spent annually on the  health care industry in the United States today.  The cost of health care is prohibitive and politicians are debating solutions.  They should ask me.  I have the solution right here at home….on the back of a fan.   

Wednesday, June 9, 2021


 Weekly Scribblings #73.  We're asked to include the word butterfly or moth in our scribblings this week.  Submitted to Poets & Storytellers United, June 9,, 2021

The Great Poobah, He Who Names All Things
has posted an abject

"I don't know what I was thinking", he says
"when I named it a

We all know my every intention
was to name it a