Have you ever thought that sometimes logic fails us? That getting from point A to point B should have been possible but somehow each logical step has led to an entirely different outcome than expected, perhaps even one that wasn’t…
Call Me is another poem from the point of view of a hawk…maybe not Hawk-on-the-House, specifically, but one of the hawks relatively common in North America.
Pluto’s demotion from planet to dwarf planet feels a bit like moving the goal posts during a football game. Today’s poem’s subject is Pluto.
A slant, or approximate sonnet for today’s poem during National Poetry Month.
What’s similar about coneflowers and hedgehogs? They’re spiny! The coneflower’s scientific name, Echinacea, comes from the Greek word for hedgehog.
