When you’re feeling low, a poem can lift you…

Climb the roof. Sometimes the only way to catch a breeze is to go high. There. Now you’ll feel the wind in your hair and the vista may surprise you. As the 2017 August Post Card Poetry Festival concludes, I’m nostalgic for last year’s work. Here are 2016’s poems and their post cards… consider it…

When you’re feeling alone, a poem can connect you…

When done well, poems create a relationship between the reader and the poet. “Poetry is the revelation of a feeling that the poet believes to be interior and personal which the reader recognizes as his own.” ~Salvatore Quasimodo As the 2017 August Post Card Poetry Festival concludes, I’m nostalgic for last year’s work. Here are…

When the room is stale, a poem can be a breezy veranda.

The old homestead is musty. Take to the sash and let the curtains flutter.  After all, summer is headed for fall and your thoughts could use an airing. As the 2017 August Post Card Poetry Festival concludes, I’m nostalgic for last year’s work. Here are 2016’s poems and their post cards… consider it an August…

The journey’s long, a poem can be an air-conditioned motel room.

Your left arm is sun-baked as you drive unfamiliar highways. Come out of the heat.  Rest your head. As the 2017 August Post Card Poetry Festival concludes, I’m nostalgic for last year’s work. Here are 2016’s poems and their post cards… consider it an August in review. If you missed this year’s fest and would…