Haiku-ing For Spring

You sit in a vase Buttery yellow, pink, green Please come for real soon. I look at photos Decorating Magazines I want to go there. peekiequeen poetry c. Tuesday, Feb. 25, 2014

Letting it Go

Well it’s off now into the world. Yesterday afternoon, I snail mailed my Short Story Contest entry. I actually raced around to different postal outlets to make sure it went out before the… Continue reading →

My Love is…

My Love is Bright It sails and takes Flight My Love is Dim Wrapped up, it’s all Him My Love is Fun The laughter can Run My Love is True In reds and… Continue reading →

Trim and trim and trimming the fat

Wow! Who would have thought entering a Short Story Contest would be so grueling! This has been a tough go for sure. I have somehow managed to wrench myself away from the MIGHTY… Continue reading →

Ode to LEGO Creations

In the great big pile Sitting on the floor, Lies a certain something, No one knows what for. Buried under colour, Bright red, yellow, green, Waiting for its purpose, Called upon when seen.… Continue reading →

Dear Philip Seymour Hoffman…

Dear Philip Seymour Hoffman: I just found out this afternoon that YOU are Dead. I didn’t know you but your death matters to me. I am devastated and…so angry and really truly upset!… Continue reading →