Welcome to my Poet Lady Chat Room. I would like to invite you to click on the chat box and type in a question, a suggestion, submit a poem, in other words – “chat with me.” I may, if you submit a poem, decide to feature it in my Poem of the Week section or, we may simply exchange ideas and suggestions about your poem.
This is a place to “talk” poetry with someone who has loved it all her life. I have a true passion for the possibilities of poetry and would love to hear your thoughts and/or read your poem. I will be happy to offer my reaction to your work and, based on over 40 years of teaching poetry, organizing, and conducting poetry workshops, working as a book review editor for an international poetry magazine, authoring five books of poetry and two textbooks on teaching poetry, send along my thoughts on ways to make your poem stronger and more impactful.
If you’re on my site, you have a connection to poetry. Feel free to connect with me – right here -right now, by typing your message into the “chat box” and clicking send. I’m waiting…
Your friend in poetry, Susan
FEATURED POEM
I can still taste you "he said"
Another drink please
Another escape please, another concussion to help me forget please.
I can still taste my sins
Another drink please,
Another relief to get me close to the reef, I'm trying to drown my... Hmmm
I can still lie
Another drink please.
Another way to punish myself, I deserve to suffer, yes
Yes.
Yes.
I deserve another drink please.
The alcohol whispers like a siren, calling me to the jagged rocks below.
Another sip hoping I ferment and become something worth swallowing like the truth when I pass.
Another drink please.
I can almost taste freedom from mine's self, or is it myself? Hmmm, I can still utter sensible words.
Another drink please.
The bottle listens better than...
Close to confessing it all, the pastor has nothing on Jake Daniel's...
Hmmm, words still echo sobriety. Maybe I'll huff and puff the lingering thoughts away.
Yes
Yes
Yes,
Another blunt please. I hope to cloud my mind so it doesn't see direction to my heart.
Another drink sir?
Yes, the blunt hugs my lungs but I seek solace that refuses to hold, alcohol loads me or is it loath me?
Another drink please. I seek to be nowhere yet I'm still here and so
Another drink please