Monthly Archives: December 2018

December Dodoitsu #31

with a kiss we bid adieu
to another year, now spent,
pour the bubbly, raise your flutes,
sing for auld lang syne


And it’s a wrap! 2018 is ticking to a close (thank goodness!) and this month’s exploration of the poetry form called a Dodoitsu. I’m also thanking goodness for that too. It’s an ok form as forms go, but I think I’ve written enough dodoitsus to last a lifetime! Well, 31 to be exact. Like I said! 🤪)

Wishing you and those you love a bright and happy new year filled with peace, happiness, good health and prosperity. 2019…ready or not, here we come! 😊

December Dodoitsu #30

trilling songbirds greet the dawn
on this balmy winter’s day
bitter chill’s on holiday
lovely, too soon spring


Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 30 December 2018

2018 is creeping to an end. I don’t know about you, but I will be happy to watch the ball drop on what has been a challenging year (I’m being kind). In a few days we will have a clean slate. And, well, we have a lot of work to do. But it’s nothing a little love and kindness can’t handle. All we need to do is remember to be kind and to believe in who we know we can be, together.

I have personally witnessed what love can do. As some of you may know, we rescued an abandoned mama dog, barely a puppy herself who was tossed away like trash with her three puppies. Gabrielle, Gabby, we call her. She has come such a long way in a few short months.

This is Gabby when we adopted her on the left and a snapshot from a few days ago. Transformed by love!

Yes, I know what Love can do. And our world needs it so very badly right now. The best part is that each one of us can play a part in our collective recovery. Remember to be kind. Love will do the rest. Peace, love, and kindness to you in 2019!

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 30 December 2018

peace on earth, go tell
hope, glad tidings, joy abound
magic in the air
could it be?
identity’s not a what
what need have I for flowers
I wake up each day; I’m living, breathing
that bliss may be found
you don’t have to say a word
justice may come with the stroke of a pen
when they’re not looking, we live


A ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.

December Dodoitsu #29

to feel butterfly flutters
breathless, while catching a glimpse
when they’re not looking, we live
for moments like this


An Alternative Nursery Rhyme

Old Trumpty Dumpty demanded a wall,
government shutdowns, when Dems came to call.
His mania caused bear markets to fall.
The generals, chiefs? He fired them all.

With tweets so outrageous, out of control,
his staff was in chaos, fear took its toll.
Scrambling to bolster his fragile ego,
hiding the truth, off to rallies they go.

Those who are woke wonder when it will end,
the self-serving greed of privileged old men,
the lying, colluding, ruthless revenge.
Justice may come with the stroke of a pen!


Couldn’t resist closing out the week with a bit of photoshop fun and a twisted rhyme. 😄 Have a great weekend. And a happy New Year!

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