Nightclub, by Billy Collins. #nationalpoetrymonth


Thursday night was the annual poetry slam at the library where I work. For filler, I read a few favorite poems to the audience. And before I read them I practiced reading them into my iPhone. And because I also need filler on my blog, I am posting one of them here today: Nightclub, by Billy Collins.

This is such a beautiful poem. I love the imagery. I feel like I am right there in the nightclub by the time I have finished reading the poem. You can find the full text of it here.

What is Poetry? By Lawrence Ferlinghetti


I have been so busy with so many things the past few weeks and have failed to mention or celebrate that it is National Poetry Month! eek!

Please enjoy this Ferlinghetti poem I recorded 3 years ago with my colleague for our annual poetry slam. Her husband is playing the bongos! πŸ˜€

The paper playhouse – a found poem

Hello In There!
Oh my baby bear!
In the dark cave
Can you make a scary face?
Yes we can!
T is for terrible
Exclamation mark
All is well
(in the) Paper Playhouse.


Continue reading “The paper playhouse – a found poem”

An Ode To Google Maps


You take me on roads I’ve never been on.
When I think I’m lost you guide Β me home.
Take me on tours of Paris, New York, and London;
I can tour Central Park when I’m home alone.
You lead me to food when I’m hungry,
And drink when I’m thirsty
You fuel my addiction
When I’m jonesing for coffee.
And when I’m on my next adventure
I know you’ll take me there.
Take me to places I’ve never been.
I’ll follow without a care.


The Poetry 201 assignment was an Ode about a map using metaphor. For some reason I got it in my head to write an ode to Google Maps because I thought it would be funny. This is not the best poem I’ve ever written. But hey. I did it. πŸ™‚ And It even rhymes .