Keep those dirt poems coming!

Hi everyone,

We have plenty of time for you to share a poem inspired by dirt. So far we have fewer poets but their work is stellar. If you have not yet clicked on Adult W.O.M. Poems to enjoy their offerings, you need to do so. So far we have Cory Corrado (Canada), Bryn Strudwick (England), Silindile Ntuli (South Africa), and Jane Yolen, Donna Welch Earnhardt, Karen Eastlund, Jeanne Poland, Chris Regier, Linda Baie, Linda Boyden, and Cheryl Harness from the U.S.

Have I overlooked anyone? I’ve enjoyed all the poems this month and never cease to be impressed by the variety of work that spins off of the same word. I hope to hear from more of you before we have to get out the soap and water and clean up for November.

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Vegas and Boston

Hi everyone,

Here’s a shot of the Las Vegas Marathon while we were there. I heard that it involved 35,000 runners.
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At NCTE I’m sorry to say that I didn’t get any pictures but Linda Baie was kind enough to take one of Sandy and me Sandy and Davidand someone else took a picture of Georgia Heard and Laura Purdie Salas with me at breakfast.photo Do I know how to pick glamorous women or what!

My Word of the Month poem for August

Hi everyone,

Thanks again to Linda Baie for this month’s theme: Train.
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Black and White
by David L. Harrison

Helplessly she lies tied,
her voluptuous body bound
to the tracks by the black-hearted villain.
“Save me!” she sobs
at the bottom of the screen
as the piano thunders doom.

Black liner underscores her terror.
Her breast heaves futilely
against her savage bonds.
The villain throws back his head
and laughs a wicked laugh.
“Ha-ha!”

The train!
The train!
We read its warning whistle!

Could her eyes look more frightened?
Could the villain look more villainous?
“Hisssss!”
Where is the hero?
Where is he!

And then . . .
at the last possible moment,
as the piano crescendos hysterically,
the train hurtles ever closer,
the villain laughs, “Ha-ha!”
and the maiden begs, “Save me!”
the hero comes.

Racing bravely, fearlessly
toward the furiously steaming train,
he swoops, cuts bonds, and lifts
the clinging, grateful beauty
in his brawny arms.

“How can I ever repay you?”
she murmurs, doe-eyed with promise
as they dive into the river far below.

Meanwhile
the villain, one foot caught in the trestle,
screams in horror.
“Help me! Someone help me!”

Go to black.
Piano spikes a discordant cord.
Curtain falls, lights come up.
People stand,
sweep popcorn off their laps.
Bosoms sigh as women consider the hero.
Men reflect on the maiden, those eyes,
that train.

W.O.M. and Poetry Theme for August

Hi everyone,

Here again is the current list of W.O.M. words and who supplied them. Looks like we’re set in August to go with TRAIN, thanks to Linda Baie.

And thanks to Renee LaTulippe for supplying the Theme of the Month: DRAGONS. Jeanne Poland, I can already hear you figuring out how to get a dragon on a train.

May’s word, provided by Mary Nida Smith, is FOG.
June’s word, provided by Jeanne Poland, is HARRUMPH.
July’s word, provided by Don Barrett, is BOWL.
August’s word, provided by Linda Baie, is TRAIN.
September’s word, provided by B. J. Lee, is BOSK.
October’s word, provided by Deborah Holt Williams, is MAY.
November’s word, provided by Renee LaTulippe, is AWNING.

David