what if?
This poem was generated by a writing group prompt asking us to imagine improbable “what if?”s. This poem is about that. what if? © 2020 punkie what if?…
hide and seek
This poem is dedicated to pattymac3636. hide and seek by punkie there you lurk behind the scenes your self disguised as her diseased watching replays reading prose plotting how to overthrow…
the albatross
I’m not sure where this poem came from or exactly what it means, but it emerged and took flight as a result of a prompt in a writing workshop. So…
empty pages
Awwww, go on then, read the poem… empty pages ©2016 punkie empty pages empty pages blank for ages begging for a thought mock my brain drive me insane ideas…
I Found the Future in a Brown Paper Bag
Of these four, which one doesn’t fit: rug, egg, drum, sex? I remember the question. I remember the answer. But I’ll be damned if I remember the rest of the…
White Maggot and Bumblebee Salad
Every Monday morning for the last eight weeks, eight to 10 of us gathered from nine to noon at the Bibliotheque North Hatley Library to write. Expertly led Carolyn Rowell,…
Solitary romance
I dine by candlelight thrice daily. “Why waste romance on one meal alone?” I once asked myself. There seemed no justifiable reason to do so, so I’ve romanced myself at…
Spring fever
Question: Spring has sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is? Answer: Many of them are in my backyard, much to my joy and delight. Weeks ago,…