Registration photo of Virginia Lee Alcott for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Blue Flowers

The floral haiku
twined around her head
a halo of blue flowers
flax
cornflower
chicory
hydrangea 
sage,

Bluebells
columbine
delphinium
forget me nots
hang down delicately braided
in her graying hair
like satin ribbons blowing in the breeze.

Category
Poem

Great Poets in Film and Television

Batman (1966-1968)

ABC Television Network

Cast:

• Batman, played by
  Adam West
• Robin, played by
  Burt Ward
• The butler, Alfred, played by 
  Alfred Lord Tennyson

Registration photo of H.A. for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

With Us

begging summer breeze
         
          to whisp through today
 
   & sit quiet with us.

Registration photo of Gaby Bedetti for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Bluebirds in Barbourville, March 7

with fluting trills
they flutter and follow
restless with spring

Registration photo of Arwen C for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Hope

It’s a pretty tear
that rolls down the avenue 
of a sun-kissed face.

Registration photo of Kevin Nance for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

[Old stray calico]

        Old stray calico
I fed on my porch
        too late—

Category
Poem

Sam the Handyman

I am a project woman,
and I cannot stop.
Even when there’s none,
I make some up.

That is where Sam
comes into my life.
He is my handyman
and very polite.

I met him through an ad
at the country store
People knew Sam,
said he didn’t shirk a chore.

As I get older
there are things I can’t do.
Sam, the handyman,
does enough for two.

I love my gardens,
and he helps with mulch.
Pulls weeds, blows leaves,
digs holes and such.

He works on my Casita,
keeping it clean and tidy.
Ready for my guests
any holiday or Friday.

He helps put up my Carport
no easy feat.
Put tin on a shed
in blistering heat.

When a tree needs cutting,
he chainsaws it down.
Splits and stacks the wood
so it’s off the ground.

He can do plumbing, electric,
carpentry, and more.
I am so grateful for Sam
and the country store.

Registration photo of Debra Glenn for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

clouds in pink dresses

awake early enough on a Sunday
I witnessed the clouds in pink dresses
their early morning dance routine
welcoming in a new day

reminding me a way is made
a place prepared
evidence in the sky
reminders cloaked in the ordinary, anything but

Registration photo of Sarah McGinnis for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

As Long as We Love*

                        I
               find     identity in
                                                            the ful-
ness
                                            of love
the contemplation of

                                    fire                 consuming Fire,
that can                                     separate us from
                            our selfish

                Life forever.
                                                the power to consume

                            will be hidden

As long as we                                         love

*Blackout poem from chapter 5 of Seeds of Contemplation by Thomas Merton

Registration photo of Linda Bryant-Davis for the LexPoMo 2026 Writing Challenge.
Category
Poem

Meet Your Neighbors 

I’ve moved to this rowhouse near a train track
from the seclusion of the North Cascades.
I’ve planted cherry tomatoes & miniature marigolds
in the belly of this urban burst alongside
the nonstop restlessness of the interstate. 
 
I carve out quiet time under a rickety carport
while waiting for the first fireflies.
The noise of the city makes sense.
I hear the manifest silence. They are twins— 
hullabaloo & hush. The neighbor next door yells, 
 
“Go to hell, better yet go back to Birmingham.”
I think of Amanda when I lived in the mountain
forest—fifty acres between us.
How no one heard her desperate shrieks
when she pleaded for rescue from his abuse. 
 
Here, in the inner-city amidst a soundtrack
of ambulances & 18-wheelers, I feel an urge
to name & track living things. I call the earthworm
on the sidewalk Thea. The half-earred stray is Ralphie.
The street cat I’ve just taken in is Charlene.