Typewriter Poetry on Etsy – Poem Available for Purchase: “Spring”
Natalie, the woman who created the poetry prompt, asked for something focused on Japan, lost love, new love, and nostalgia–all tied in with blossoming sakura.
Natalie, the woman who created the poetry prompt, asked for something focused on Japan, lost love, new love, and nostalgia–all tied in with blossoming sakura.
…Though I’m not a member of the Decompiculture Society (yet!), I’ve been telling everyone I know about the possibility of my corpse being consumed and detoxified by fungi. In my mind, it’s a fantastic goodbye gift!
Tiffany was waiting patiently in the line that formed sometime before the sun went down. Her thick long hair and striking facial features stood out in my mind as I typed poems for others. When it was her turn, we smiled and immediately let down our guard.
A few weekends ago, I typed free poems for folks at WorldFest in Woodley Park here in the Valley. I had to leave the event early, so here’s one poem of many which were orphaned.
Now that I’m back home, I can upload the rest of the couples series I wrote for National Poetry Month. I’m not sure if I should continue taking pictures of the poems, or just scan them into the computer. Which image style do you think is best? Here’s an example of a scanned poem, and here’s an example of a photographed poem. Would love your opinions! Thanks 🙂
One of my favorite days of the year…and so close to my birthday! Which poem is in your pocket today? Feel free to snap a picture and share it.
I’m in Hawaii so I don’t exactly feel like updating Typewriter Poetry every day 🙂 But because it’s raining, here’s a poem from April 4th.
As I was digging through my files, I found this little orphaned poem. I think the prompt was about “snowy owls.”
Originally Posted: October 19th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “Suicide.” This prompt has been in my queue for quite some time. The poem didn’t come to me until a few weeks ago, when I was asked by an extremely apathetic and disengaging medical “professional” whether or not I had ever considered suicide. I think she just …
This poem was made for Liz, who requested “trees.” I also wrote a poem for her called “Mortician.”
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”