Daily Archives: July 19, 2019

A Tug

Posted on July 19, 2019 by purplepeninportland

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – “Poetry begins with a lump in the throat . . .”  (posted by Toni) The above quote is from Robert Frost. Some of you think I use the quote as a springboard, … Continue reading →

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Musings of an Old Couch

Posted on July 19, 2019 by purplepeninportland

Written for:  The Sunday Muse #64 I cannot fathom why they left me in this spot, but I am grateful to be out in twilight’s air–a pleasure. I was a sleek treasure long ago. Now I am stained, drained, my … Continue reading →

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Eyes Afire

Posted on July 19, 2019 by purplepeninportland

Written for:  The Wednesday Muse:  American Sentence (sentence of 17 syllables) “The American Sentence was created by Allen Ginsberg. Ginsberg was born in 1926 in Newark. NJ and went to Columbia University in NYC. He was one of the original … Continue reading →

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My Last Day

Posted on July 19, 2019 by purplepeninportland

Written for:  Poetics Aside #489 – “Write a death poem.” Flawless beach day.  Amorous lover helps me erect a sensational turreted sandcastle. We amble along shoreline, enthusiastic as kids over fan-shaped and nacreous shells. A plaintive cry of seagulls echoes … Continue reading →

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