Poetic Reflections: hatitude
Finally, a discussion on one of my favoritest topics: Hats! There are all types, as many as there are varieties of birds. But don’t quote me on that because I haven’t counted either.
Poetic Reflections: scrambled
I’m sure you must be wondering what I mean by the title up there. That’s what I’m trying to figure out. I’ll let you know once I do.
Keep The Heart Of A Child
A humorous and serious collection of poems, prose and song lyrics by Lori R. Lopez, author of CHOCOLATE-COVERED EYES, AN ILL WIND BLOWS and more. Based on her "Poetic Reflections" column . . .
Poetic Reflections: unstructured
i waited all month for this column to zap me with a bolt of inspiration as they’re apt to do until i had nearly despaired with three days left in june . . .
Poetic Reflections: thirteen
So here I am, having been struck over the head by Inspiration (as well as encouraged by a fellow author and friend named Lynn Tolson), which suddenly compelled me to . . .
Poetic Reflections: treedom
This is my twelfth and final poetry column. I shall miss these monthly maunderings. But will my voice be missed? It seems I have developed such a small and furtive following . . .
Poetic Reflections: bewary very
So what is there to be very wary of? I’ll tell you. Come closer so I can whisper it: “Everything.” That’s right, you heard me. Everything! Not that I’m paranoid.
Poetic Reflections: m’friend
I’m writing this poem on the birthday of a friend. She knows who she is so I don’t have to pretend. It’s one of those things that you can’t say enough . . .
Poetic Reflections: trust
There are lighter topics I could choose, yet I find myself able only to speak from the heart. A heart that beats too loud, too strong, too fast at times.
Poetic Reflections: bon-mottery
I have managed to avoid most addictions along my journey, yet I must confess here and now that I am hopelessly — helplessly — haplessly (take your pick) passionate about words.
Poetic Reflections: preposterosities
The mood strikes to write in a peculiar manner. To speak of that which cannot be described except by the bizarrest-meaning terms. To stretch vernaculars like putty, craft the craftiest . . .
Poetic Reflections: hallowing
Did I spell it wrong, as in "Halloween"? Or "Hollowing", as to carve a pumpkin's snaggled grin? Let me rub my chin and contemplate. Nay, I think the word should be this way.
Dance Of The Chupacabras
A dark Wonderlandish "oddyssey" that merges and contrasts elements of humor and horror; fantasy, reality, and literary nonsense; legends, myths, and history; Pop, Mexican, and American Culture; wordplay and swordplay.
Poetic Reflections: the silent resonance of regret
Another month, another poem. When all is said and done, as I look back on my achievements — and lacks thereof; the list of unfinished goals — this column is one thing I will not regret.
Poetic Reflections: existentialism
Well, what about it? you might ask. I'm getting to that; hang onto your berets! Oh yes, I’m the poet. Hang onto your chins then . . . Philosophically, "Existentialism" relates to free will.
Poetic Reflections: punderances
Like the question about a tree falling in the forest, I wanted to see if I failed to post this monthly column whether it would be missed.
Poetic Reflections: nonsense and stuff
'Tis another month and I must keep the promise to myself of writing a new poem. Why did I get myself into this? I have absolutely no idea what to express.
Poetic Reflections: ode to a poem
No matter what anyone may say, it is our belief that Poetry is not dead. We are a family of poets, and we contend that the world will always need more verse . . .
Out-Of-Mind Experiences
These thirteen offbeat tales encompass everything from Horror and Fantasy to Science Fiction, Historic, and Mythic under one roof. Their common theme, out-of-mind experiences, covers the macabre . . .