Originally Posted: September 11th, 2011Updated: January 25th, 2020This will be the last Art Walk in Canoga Park for the year. Be sure to stop by and find me & my typewriter. I’ll have a special surprise for anyone kind enough to donate! This Thursday ~ September 15th ~ 6pm ~ Sherman Way & Owensmouth
Originally Posted: August 24th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2015 Yes, you read right. I’ll be bringing my typewriter as well as my lawn-chair, cardboard sign, paper, and thinking/feeling hat to the playa this year. I’ll be sitting by my tent, which will be at the Safer Sex Camp near 5:30 & B(irthday). Come say hello and …
Originally Posted: August 23rd, 2011Updated: January 25th, 2020Cindy emailed me the poem I typed this for her at the Canoga Park Art Walk this past week. I think it is amazing how the photograph mirrors the actual poem. Below, you can find the text version of the poem, if you can’t read the picture. Part …
Originally Posted: August 19th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “when it smells like summer nights and crickets”
Charlene also wrote me a poem last night at the Canoga Park Art Walk. I almost cried.
Originally Posted: August 19th, 2011Updated: January 25th, 2020At the Canoga Park Art Walk yesterday, Nevez wrote me a poem in exchange for his poem:
Originally Posted: July 22nd, 2011Updated: January 25th, 2020I wrote this poem for Debbie, who was stationed next to me at the Canoga Park Art Walk last night. It’s about her dog, Gypsy, who has cancer. If you would like to donate to Gypsy’s cause, please visit their tumblr.
Originally Posted: June 23rd, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “convincing my child that being able to read is awesome”
A poem based on the prompt “dinosaurs evolved into birds.”
Originally Posted: June 20th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “typewriter” (You can submit a poetry prompt here) TYPEWRITER by billimarie Mistakes are more permanent than we’d often admit. They fade like ancient scars which once seeped beyond skin and into being but now, attentive lovers if you can find them, caress each darkened spot as if …
Here’s a poem for a former Creative Writing classmate of mine 🙂 Thanks for the prompt, Sheena!
prompt: “temporary long distance relationship”
prompt: This was written for Sharon who I met at the Canoga Park ArtWalk. She requested a poem about a boyfriend of 12 years who is unemotional, although they are in love 🙂
Thanks to everyone who stopped by…I hope you went home with your poem tucked away in the warmth of your pocket where it can radiate goodness to the rest of the world
Originally Posted: June 15th, 2011Updated: July 7th, 2020prompt: “I have traveled the earth with only a slight, compact bag at my shoulders that held a camera, enough clothes for tomorrow. I have dwelled and dined in cities where a constant flow of human traffic streaks by, as seen through a window. I have wandered endless …
Originally Posted: May 14th, 2011Updated: August 4th, 2020This poem was featured on Quora as the answer to this question: “What’s the creepiest poem you’ve ever read?” I SAW YOU LAST NIGHT Who says sleepis subconscious? We don’tjust meetin our dreams, we collapseinto each other,exhausted from travelclimbing through oneblack honeinto another. –billimarieoctober 15th 2011 Purchase Poetry
