Author of Three-Penny Memories: A Poetic Memoir (EIF-Experiments in Fiction, 2022). Pushcart Nominated Poet 2022. Editor MasticadoresUSA.
The Song of River Grass by Barbara Leonhardsite: https://extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog/ Seedlings in spring,tall grasses in summer sun. We swish … The Song of River Grass by Barbara Leonhard My gratitude to Gabriela Marie Milton, editor for MasticadoresUSA for publishing my poem and video! I’m bending the moon to learn new skills, like creating videos for YouTube.... Continue Reading →
This is a loop poem, in which the last word of a line begins the next line. This first draft seemed bland to me, so I revised it by adding details and being looser with the rules for loop poems. I feel the looping can create unnecessary repetition and restrict exploration unless I can loosen... Continue Reading →
This is a loop poem, in which the last word of a line begins the next line. This first draft seemed bland to me, so I revised it by adding details and being looser with the rules for loop poems. I feel the looping can create unnecessary repetition and restrict exploration unless I can loosen... Continue Reading →
Sunset Sun slumbering into snow dogs, Pin oaks guarding their leaves, Fading attachments to their caregiver, Eyes of moon, Skin of ash, Cramping fingers, Clinging to comfort with Their refuge in bitter wind. Leaves take to faith Though ripped from the branches And swept away for flight To earthen mulch. And beds for worms. ©2018... Continue Reading →
This is an older poem explaining the origin of the name of my blog. I found this name with one of those fun apps that came across my Facebook page. Though the method to discover this name was mundane, the name speaks volumes. Source is all. I decided to keep the name for my journaling. Weaver... Continue Reading →
This New Earth The summer harvest Has been reaped To feed our souls. The last bounty gone To the dust of leaves, Clinging to the mother branch Until the swirling breeze Seizes them for the ground To heal the soil, dried From August drought. One last fruit, Grateful for the light, Ferociously... Continue Reading →
How can you mend a broken heart?
May Earth now heal.
I found this name with an app. Though the method to discover this name was mundane, the name speaks volumes. Source is all.
This will be the wedding of the century!
Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver 