getting my poetry on

One of my neighbors is esteemed poet Marilyn Taylor. I chatted with her about her work at a recent holiday gathering. It brought to mind a time in my youth when I wrote poetry and made me wonder if I could still tap into that part of my creative brain. Here goes.

Words – a free verse sestet

By Karen Hodgkiss

Paprika and charcuterie roll off the tongue.

Moist. Must. Avoid. At all costs.

Shipping. Ugh. RIP Brangelina.

Mansplain and hangry. New portmanteau toys.

I can’t even. So wrong, but so right.

Inexorably morphing. Can’t get enough.


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