Pop Up Tree

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 28
It’s two-for-Tuesday once again
Write a love/ anti-love poem


Pop Up Tree

i bought it at a church rummage sale
it came in a square white box
that was a little torn
a little worn
a five foot pop-up tree
with short artificial branches
and shiny artificial discs for
decorations – just a spiral of glittering garland
it is a yellowy kind of green
that any self respecting tree
would be ashamed of
but it sparkles in the morning
sun shining through the window
and creates abstract reflections
on the wall and ceiling
it makes me smile and
i love it
but my husband –
well, that would be anti-love


Oh Christmas Tree

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 26
Write a ‘shine’ poem


Oh, Christmas Tree

we trudge through snowy fields
searching for that “perfect” tree
not too tall
not too wide
not too perfect

we untangle
strings of twinkling lights
and find ourselves tied
up in k(nots) –
we’re not doing this again

fancy glass bulbs hang
beside homemade reindeer
jingle bells tinkle
from branches – sticky
with pine sap

we sigh and even curse
just a little
wondering why we
bother, year after year
then she comes
bounding down the stairs
eyes shining brightly

and we know


A Just Plain Poem

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 23
Write a ‘preface’ poem


A Just Plain Poem


this poem has no prelude
no coming attractions
no preface

there is no poem trailer
to build suspense
no liner notes

this poem is a bold
and daring
in-your-face poem

a laugh-out-loud
mess of a poem

a heart of stone
filled with marshmallow
softy of a poem

a tell-you-a-story
sweet dreams kind of poem

this poem is a kiss-

just plain
in love with you




Heart of Stone

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #45
Mish is throwing rocks in the Pub today


Heart of Stone

what i know about rocks could fill a
or not
i know they can be thrown
and skipped
dug up
and buried
sometimes they rock when
stepped on
what I’ve learned about rocks
is that they hold great mysteries
in their hearts


abundandtly clear

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 19
Write an ‘abundance’ poem


let’s make it abundantly clear ….

this poem is not endowed
with an abundance of

it sometimes trips
over its own unrhymed

it often speak its mind
and ends up bold faced –

this poem gets lost
and scared
and sheds tears in

but this poem is honest
and true
it is in love with the moon
and stars and


Hopeless Romantic

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 18
Write a ‘good for nothing’ poem

Hopeless Romantic

this poem is a romantic
counting the ways
strolling in the moonlight
plucking daisy petals

this poem still uses words
like swoon and beloved
and believes candle light
makes all the difference

some say it’s a
good for nothing poem
a dreamer
a time waster

but this poem
walks to the beat
of its own heart
makes its own music
loves as if the world
might end


What I Meant

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 17
Write a ‘what I meant to say’ poem

I wrote two.


I him-hawed and stuttered
blushed and teared up a little
whispered and coughed
as you turned around and
stomped away
I meant to say
“Come back.”


Just a Whisper


this poem never meant to say
“I love you”
or even
“I really like you” or
“call me”

but the moonlight had
smoothed out all
it’s rough edges


and the heart of this poem
began beating a beat
it had never beat before

it looked in your trusting eyes
finding the soul of a mate

and this poem whispered
“I love you”



A Mended World

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 16
Write a poem to the world


A Mended World

you wear peace like
a gauzy veil of
muted colors


and we create tiny
pinpricks of anger
and discord that threaten
to rend it to pieces
yet somehow

you manage to mend each hole
each troubled soul
weaving new colors
into the fabric of peace


Strange Enough

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 15
Write a “ Strange (blank) poem



Strange Enough

this poem is a little strang(er)
than most
sitting in a corner
on the nub of a pencil

talking to itself

rolling itself up
into a ball
real small
until it disappears