Posted in Poetry

Not MY Mistake!

My old friend Roy has changed his name
My indignation over the loss of indigo
Has boiled to the top; 
Oh! The spectrum of his shame
He joins the passenger pigeon and alas, the fated dodo
And don’t get me started on how Pluto
Completely takes away 
My Very Excellent Mother’s ability
To bring us an extra-large pizza with mushrooms and cheese

Somehow, it seems, there is a failure when I decorate
Or while picking through my bounteous box of ninety eight
Didn’t there used to be a greater variety
The lack of color options is certainly an impropriety!

One last word on this most tender of subject
Then I will rest my case and my thoughts collect
Whatever will become of both the bunting and the mood
Who have lost their hue connection to indigo for good?

© Jilly's 2016

In honor and regret over Roy G Biv and
My Very Excellent Mother Just Brought Us Nine Pizzas :)

Join us over at dVerse for a wallow in mistakes!
Posted in Poetry

In the Midst of Battle

Sea breezes tracking 
Like coastal scouts
Followed by
Angry radar lines
Brawling where they meet
At the front

Raging war of hot air
Throwing spears
Cannon fire
In a volley of ire

Run for cover
Pour the wine
Draw the blind

Rainy season

© Jilly's 2016

Bjorn is tending bar over at dVerse Poet’s Pub tonight
where we are writing quadrilles that include the word ‘breeze.’
Should be a piece of cake, or a …. 🙂
Join us!

Posted in Mining for Lines Writing Prompts

Mining For Lines

In search of a muse, the lines of other writers often provide inspiration in the most remarkable ways!  When I read; whether a novel, poetry, drama, or non-fiction, I like to use an index card as my bookmark.  When memorable lines of inspiration show up they are written down.  (I also write down things I want to reference later, like new words or intriguing ideas.)  Other times, when I want to be writing but don’t find the inspiration, I pick up whatever is on the coffee-table, and there are stacks, and just leaf through.  I am looking for a turn of phrase or anything that jumps out with imagery.  These get jotted down in a notebook and become the jumping-off point for something new.  I highly recommend it!

This begins a new category on Jilly’s 2016; a place to put writing prompts and a clearing house for what I dig up in my mining expeditions. If you find some inspiration here, please let me know so that I can read your words and celebrate the visit of the muse with you!

28 Days of Unreason prompts, using selected lines from Jim Harrision’s Songs of Unreason, have been connected to this category.  Good stuff!

Cheers!  Jilly 🙂


Posted in Poetry

Adagio for Seacrest Beach

Coffee, we two, 
upon the sand
mind dancing in the sea spray, 
the sky sings a symphony of sunrise, 
the soft night subsides, warm voice surrounds the clouds of vastness, 
stars, a universe of fading fish and the fiddle crabs compose naked 
poetry to please the breeze.  
Life worships and whirls sweet on our still skin, 
quivering like the rip tide that will burst in 
on the wake of dolphins who would remember the honeyed music of time 
if we but ask them to run toward the liquid kisses of dayshine.  
We, the water, watch the beat of the ship’s shadow passing above 
our heads, 
turning to rust in our coffee cups.

© Jilly's 2016

Day 28 of 28 Days of Unreason

“Why does the mind compose this music well before the words occur?”

~ Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason

Posted in Poetry

Day 28

How quickly, and yet, how slowly, the 28 Days of Unreason draws to a close.  These lines from Songs of Unreason by Jim Harrison have been some of the most powerful writing prompts I have encountered.  This adventure represents a larger version of what I call ‘Mining for Lines’ in my daily life.  Recently, while sitting in my favorite coffee shop, I picked up a coverless, battered copy of the short novels of Steinbeck and flipped through the pages for lines to offer potential inspiration.  One of those lines lead to my first attempt at Flash Fiction (Geraniums Grew Among the Weeds.)

Thank you to Charley for joining in these 28 Days and writing some amazing lines of his own! 🙂

Here is today’s post prompt:

“Why does the mind compose this music well before the words occur?”

~Jim Harrison

Posted in Poetry

Out in the Open

It is life’s work to recognize the mystery of the obvious

~ Jim Harrison

Swim without water
Whisper without words
Watch without eyes

See the dream in gorgeous Technicolor

Paint the light
Soaring in the picture of language
Beneath the breath of the lion’s roar
Between lonely and forever
When the soul sang the garden into being
And the moon was a berry worth picking

© Jilly's 2016

Day 27 of 28 Days of Unreason

Posted in Poetry

Tireless the Night

Hidden by
Distance a furtive
Orbit in mere Crayola
Shades of red-orange imprecise lines
Stepping from behind his warrish veil
Bald-facedly inviting
All fools and tourists
To cast their

Rye on
Slings and arrows
Miss my fortune with thy
Bow, thy dagger dangling careless
Beside thy exhaustingly expansive
Stride across that grand divide of
Spring sky hunt my weary
Eyes that search dark
Skies for

© Jilly’s 2016

Day 26 of 28 Days of Unreason

“On some clear nights in the country the stars can exhaust us”

~Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason