Sea Sense

by Lane | Poetry

  Ocean Tints Terra cotta dawn Salmon sunrise Melon mornings Hibiscus noon Dreamsicle afternoons Flamboyant orange storms. Somewhere between peaches & cream and light salmon sunset Lingered Sticky as orange blossom honey, Full of sherbet’s aftertaste....

Truth Lent

by Lane | Lent, Poetry

  Ash Wednesday: humbling reminder of who I am in relation to the great I AM. noticing what is lent to me by the One who made me. giving up what is too important to me to let in what is most important for me. embracing a new practice to erase an old rut....

In Purple Haze of Morning

by Lane | Poetry

    Plum perfect: as in the royal sunrise tickled me awake with lavender laughter. I slid down the bannister in my favorite periwinkle PJs, inhaled the lilacs,   toasted the day with blueberries,   as tart and bright as an amethyst, intoxicated...

Alert for Betweens

by Lane | Advent, Poetry, Writing

  Between This line And the next My thoughts burst forth Like fireworks Shimmering against The dark.   Between This line And the next I may have strolled around the block Or down the lane. I may have stopped and chatted with a friend Over a cup of Earl Grey...

The Habit of Poetry

by Lane | Poetry, Writing

  “I want to be a better writer, so I try to read a poem a day,” says L. L. Barkat. I agree. Reading poetry is like the interplay of chocolate and oranges: rich, juicy, tart, and unexpected. It changes how I look at words and how I write them. Poetry...

Remnants

by Lane | Poetry

  Rivulets steam and stream Salty, hot, Under this thick non-woven Breathing face mask, Meant to keep out A million miniscule molecules Of ash, one remnant of That rant of fire That leapt the canyons and dry ridges, In one pyrocumulus moment Then consumed,...