Haiku #1
On snow tufted branch Cardinal inspects the sky Above then sets flight
Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go Cafe, January 27, 2020 – Compiled and Updated
Thanks for stopping by yesterday for Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go Cafe! Please take a trip back to the coffee bar and saddle…
When Asked…, a first draft poem by Stephen Fuller
When asked what it is that my life meant to be It was here that I stopped and saw what is to become Becoming So I…
Darkness Does Great Work, a poem and analysis by S Francis
A few weeks ago, I posted ‘What god has chosen me, tangled her truth…’ loosely inspired by lines from Rilke’s Book of Hours, translated by Edward…
Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go Cafe, January 20, 2020 – Compiled & Updated
Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go Cafe, January 20 Monday is always a great day to get our writing weeks started off right with…
‘My branches resting in deep silence,’ a first draft poem by S Francis
My branches resting in deep silence, friend wind Circling about the barrenness of a heart that roots Firmly now in this soul, far removed from the…
“To Myself, My Arrow True, Have I Returned” a poem by S Francis and a tribute to Neil Peart
I measured my life when the way that I lived, The gifts that I gave set fire to brush grown In absence of a better scheme…
One Rainbow, a Throwback Friday poem by S Francis
‘There is only one rainbow’ Father said to daughter. ‘How could that be, Daddy? She wisely asked in return.’ ‘Because God gave it to me For…
Does Anybody Remember Laughter?, a Prompt response by S Francis
In response to Eugi’s Weekly Prompt, a little inspiration from Robert Plant: Eugi’s Causerie AND SO IT GOES… — AND — The Tuesday Writing Prompt from…
Promote Yourself Monday at the Go Dog Go Cafe, January 13, 2020 – Compiled and Updated
Thanks to all the wonderful writers and souls who stopped by for a quick sip of their favorite brew and to share a few words of…
Fullbeard Lit 