On the Contrary

the rise and fall
arousal
mounds of wait
and seed
how her garden grows...

National Poetry Month

I've taken a different approach to poetry this month. I've been writing and tucking them away. There's a group of poets out there celebrating the month with interviews and shared poetry. Take a look at my blog roll: Caught in the Stream, Prose Prosies, and trifles (otherwise known as feathers) are just a few of the many sites out there that celebrate poetry in a big way.

I don't want to shut down this old blog, but I'm going to slow down. I'll be posting something every Monday. It will help me be productive early in the week and give me much needed time to work on new musings.

Thanks so much to those of you who visit here and encourage my dream to be a poet.

Always,
Kay

Unforgettable

she was
afraid to be
alone, she sensed the end
I tried to be there, but she was
alone

New Issue of Four and Twenty

Check out the latest. In honor of National Poetry Month, Four and Twenty releases a double stacked issue. As an Associate Editor, I encourage all of you poet friends to submit for future issues!
Four and Twenty: Volume 5: Issue 4

My friends Brian Zimmer and Cara Holman are published in this issue. Congratulations, Brian and Cara!
 

Garage Sale: The End!

Youth begins to fade and the journey to adulthood begins. Thanks for taking this journey with me. I hope you found something you liked in my dusty garage...  ~Kay

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Fairfield, New Jersey: The Eighth Garage

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Fairfield, New Jersey: The Eighth Garage

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Fairfield, New Jersey: The Eighth Garage

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Miami, Florida: The Seventh Garage

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Miami, Florida: The Seventh Garage

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Miami, Florida: The Seventh Garage

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Miami, Florida: The Seventh Garage

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Miami, Florida: The Seventh Garage

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Ann Arbor, Michigan: The Sixth Garage

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Ann Arbor, Michigan: The Sixth Garage

No Va

Chevy
Nova, bright red,
my thoughts...with schooled driving
coursing through my veins, I take wheels
and go

shifting
power steering,
breaking--stopping--coasting
"no parking" bending forty-five
degrees

driving
the rough terrain
dirt roads direct to hell
for my father, changing gears, his
request

pot-holes
dipping, plunging,
bucking, embarrassed car
parking, my driving lesson, sadly
ending

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Ann Arbor, Michigan: The Sixth Garage

Bankrupture

snow piles
withdrawn from banks
deposited in streets
I dig deeper into this vault
of mine

white walls
glisten serene
a hermitaged buffer
my world, an enclave of coolness
sanctum

I like
my cold, hard cache
I hide till father's voice
warns against plowed shares, demanding
retreat

I run
the bank, I ply
snow with spades, walling up
my space and chipping away at
myself

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First, a note: my laptop is in need of surgery. The doctor comes tomorrow. Please bear with me as I hand type the next few entries from Garage Sale.

Ann Arbor, Michigan: The Sixth Garage

Cider Press

yellow

barn smells--donuts

cinnamon, apples, hay

the press release runs off at the

mouth; juicy signs of fall

but I am still

not ripe

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Ann Arbor, Michigan: The Sixth Garage

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Ann Arbor, Michigan: The Sixth Garage