Working with Fragments
Sometimes I write from real life, sometimes I don’t.
This past week, a number of one-liners, incomplete phrases, and images floated into my mind and wouldn’t leave until I had found a way to turn them into poems.
Without further ado, here they are.
(1)
praying mantis dancing on a pink cosmos our evening dinner show
(2)
rolling thunder in the other room a family argument
(3)
beams of sunlight between the cedar trees a cobweb glistens
(4)
the blue hour coming home to an empty nest
(5)
a foreign postmark the distance between two hearts
(6)
parting I feel a subtle change in the wind
(7)
behind the geese the migration begins driving to Florida
As always, thank you for reading.
All poems and images are original. If you have any comments, feedback, or suggestions, please feel free to share them.