Friday, February 16, 2018

Hallmark Moment

Rommy suggests we focus on the 'darker' side of Hallmark!

What’s a gal got to do
To score a valentine’s day treat
Searching high and low
Up and down every street!

Nary a warm blooded male
No dudes in sight
Young ones or old ones
A veritable blight!

So here I settle on
This cold cowboy’s lap
And what does that make me
A Hearts and Flowers sap!  

For the Toads

Sunday, February 4, 2018

Strike a Pose

For the Toads

                                                         Circus, Budapest, 19 May 1920 ~ Andre Kersetz                                                                                   

eyes averted
they face the wall

unable to fathom
what is happening
to their world ~~

ignorance is bliss

Sunday, December 24, 2017

V is for Values

 Take a letter, let a random word beginning with that letter arise in your mind, and then.... 

values ..
many argue
on social media ~
I prefer life above the fray
refusing to jump on board the hate train
filled with thoughtless know-it-alls who
pounce hard on anyone
with differing
values ..

For Karin and the Real Toads
this did not begin as a rictameter, 
slowly morphed into one.  
At least it's not a haiku (Shay!)

Saturday, December 23, 2017

Merry Merry!

A bit of Holiday Fun!  

Enjoy ..... if you can get past the poor audio/video synch. 

Wishing everyone a joyous Holiday Season and the best New Year ~ ever!

Monday, December 11, 2017

yin and yang

A Burmese poetry form ~ Than-bauk
Three lines, four syllables each, 
R represents the ryhming word
x x x R
   x x R x
x R x x

the need to roam
far from home a
syndrome complex

feet on firm ground 
homeward bound and 
I've found my peace

much to be said
for soft bed and 
well fed stomach  

For Real Toads ~ re-worked

Friday, November 3, 2017

Get Listed ~ November Edition

For Real Toads

He said his heart would be outed
his secrets exposed ..
if the world read his poems  

And I, his friend, encouraged him

At night, alone in my room
blinds drawn, no one near ..
I devoured his poetry

And wondered how it could be
my desires, my secrets ..
outed, exposed

Lips touched
flesh pressed against flesh ..
my friend and me

The way I knew it would be

{  Using the words:  desires, poems, flesh, night  }

Friday, August 25, 2017

So Far Away

So ~ you've been making love to me ten thousand miles away ~  how tantalizing.

Griffin & Sabine ~ An Extraordinary Correspondence
Nick Bantock

I see you in the morning sun
And in the moonlight beams.
I see you on a sandy beach
And in my nightly dreams.

I hear you, touch you, taste you
My every sense you please.
I feel you all around me
In the gentle evening breeze.

For Real Toads
Page thirteen

Friday, August 11, 2017


Write a poem about something you can’t see fully. Whether it’s the sea monster draped in darkness or just the silhouette of a lover blotted out by the sun, we are all intrigued with the details that exist but escape our sights. 

this is me
the me you cannot see
the me you do not know

I always thought I would be
hard to leave
now I see the opposite is true

you live in a bubble
unavailable to me
to you

why could I not see
getting into the bubble
or getting you out was futile

Thursday, July 13, 2017

Hot Stuff

For the Toads

I’m dead I’m gone
(One tiny Glitch)
Of this I am quite sure
Landed in a no-fly zone
Karma is a bitch

Thursday, June 29, 2017

Lighter Than Air

For Karin & The Toads

Karin Gustafson ~ Artist

swing your gal
up off the ground
swing your lady
round and round
meet your partner
bow down low
and do-si-do

three steps forward
back again
kiss your partner
mind that grin
allemande left
allemande right
lighter than air
now hold her tight

I wrote this four years ago ~ 
when I saw Karin's artwork, 
I had an urge to revisit it.

Friday, April 14, 2017


~~  let’s muse on invisibility, what does it feel like to be invisible?

I dream in technicolor
in every imaginable shade
tint and tone

when I no longer dream in color
I will lose my imagination

when I have lost my imagination
I will lose my memories

when I have lost my memories
I will become invisible

... cease to exist

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Shrove Tuesday

I enjoy posting this each year on Shrove Tuesday ~ Pancake Day!

I think that I shall never see
A pancake paired with Cornish Tea

A fresh baked scone with clotted cream
Yes it's a Roman Catholic's dream

Shrove Tuesday / Pancake Day is here
Confession time ~ nothing to fear

Saint Pancake says it's meant to be
Feast first and then a fast for me

Pancakes to last the whole day long
I need the carbs to keep me strong

Through forty days and forty nights
A Lenten season marked by rites

Then with a flourish it will end
Rebirth the message that we send

And back to what was meant to be
Pancakes with my Cornish Tea

.. with apologies to Joyce Kilmer

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Teacher, Teacher!!

E)  All of the above

A, B, C or D
do not leave it up to me
data input clogs my brain
choosing is a royal pain.

Essay questions simply best
words and syntax ample test
do not place me in a box
one with rules and irksome locks.

No more choices, make things right
let my thoughts and words take flight
A, B, C or D
really not my cup of tea.

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Voices I Hear

ugly divisive 
voices separate us ..
state of our union

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Heels in Bed

Heels in Bed

Tonight …
I am your fantasy
in heels.

Tell me now ...
do my shoes turn you on?

Tonight …
 smooth, toned legs
wrap round yours.

Tell me now …
you will never leave!

Tonight …
I am wild woman
in hot pink stilettos.

inhibition set free
all yours.

Saturday, November 26, 2016

The River

River Sunrise - Lothlorien - Large Giclee Print   ~~~   Carol Law Conklin, Artist

find your own stretch of river ..

your own peace of mind.

be tender with yourself

along the fragile places ..

careful not to slip, lose balance.

Friday, October 28, 2016

It's Time

I post this poem each year during the World Series ~ what better way to describe the "feel" of Fall!

The Series

When summer fun has ended
and autumn leaves begin to fall
baseball takes the center stage
for the "greatest show of all"

Frenzied fans will pack the stands
they'll scream and shout and cheer
it's time for the World Series
the best games of the year

Fans keep track on scorecards
each pitch and steal and run
fifty-four outs - nine innings 
or 'till the game is done

Eyes trained on the umpire
it's three strikes and you're out!
no spit balls, scuff balls, mud balls
umps can leave no doubt

And when the games have ended
a champion has been crowned
fans know they've witnessed something,
 something quite profound

For Real Toads

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Fun With Words

I am here
so where are you -
Said you’d come
By half past two!

What the hell
Now here I wait -
You stood me up
For our first date!

Do I care
No not a whit -
You’re not worth it
Not one bit!

I'm movin’ on
Usin’ my list -
Quite a long one
Get my gist?

You missed out
I’ve gotta say -
Next in line
Come make my day!

Friday, October 21, 2016

"Forever Young"

"May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay f
orever young"

old is just around the corner
just around the bend
within my line of sight

I approach, shoulders back
head held high, undaunted
laughing all the way

Monday, October 10, 2016

Splash of Red and Gold

Jaime Weatherford

we met 
in that time of the year
when trees sleep and flowers die.
found our rhythm amidst
laughing aspens 
whispering pines
falling leaves of red and gold.
autumn's light slowly faded 
sun's angle too low for nourishment
 we lost our rhythm .. drifted apart.

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Flash 55

 ~~ space and how it is utilized in both living and/or work places.

Charlie Dehner

We flirted with words, acted on impulse (ever so playfully at first.) Words that flew back and forth though space, across time zones, continents, oceans.  Connected on a deep level  without eye contact, casual touch, body language. Stories, histories, likes, dislikes. We shared tragedy and triumph.  Space and time ultimately ended us.  I miss you.

Saturday, July 16, 2016


 K├Ąthe Kollwitz, "Frau mit totem Kind" (1903)

I watch
as sunlight makes its way
across a room
devoid of color, 
coffee this morning
for one instead of two
walk in our garden
gaze at flowers 
I promised to tend 
a thousand times
perform mundane tasks
one learns after 
years of togetherness
if only it mattered

Friday, June 17, 2016

Talking About The Weather

Fifteenth of June
Two thousand sixteen
Snow’s on our mountains
I'll set the scene.

Low temps, cool breezes
Weather is fine
Bathed in the fragrance of
Sagebrush and pine.

Scant rain and thunder
Humidity’s low
Everyone’s laid back
We 'Go with the flow.'

Craft beers and food carts
Music outside
Bend is my hometown
It’s where I reside.

Cycles and kayaks
Paddle boards, kites
Camping and fishing
Clear, starry nights.

We live in a paradise
Everyone knows
Basking in sweet warmth
Before wintry snows!

Monday, May 16, 2016

No More

I cannot remember 
the lovely times we shared
save for a few

(I know them by heart)

there is no more of me to give
nothing left 
for you to squander