Poet Showcase: Hannah Gosselin

Name: Hannah Gosselin
Maine, USA

Blog: Metaphors and Smiles

How do you know Cara? Cara and I have crossed paths in the poem-ing magic of Poetic Asides @ The Writer’s Digest blog and more recently we’ve met up in the NaHaiWriMo (National Haiku Writing Month), on a facebook page.

How long have you been writing poetry? I’ve been writing poetry almost perpetually since April 2009 and I dabbled in it as a child writing cards and in high school, too.

What kind of poetry do you write? I enjoy writing of nature and I like to bring in elements of spirituality. 🙂

Please share a poem:

Recently offered @ the PAD challenge:


Slow-stolen morning moments,

swindled before the creeping sun,

some early time spent climbing,

scaling the paleness of my skin.

Dredging with a bottom-net

I set about to word gather,

rather I should find creepers;

green verbs mixed amid growth.

Drawing my attention instead

a spider moves along smoothly

lilting, long-legged on length of wall,

stalling, stringing out fine silk

it finds gumption and plunges

easily to vacant, wide-open spaces.

In a free fall, faith binding

riding it out, hoping for a bottom,

trusting that thread won’t wear

or come to an end before its destination.

My heart is hesitant and needy,

hungry for this kind of strength.

When I feel the farthest from myself

from my source that I should be ready,

willing to bungee jump into the abyss

permit the search to go deeper,

descend on His design

looking for the “something inside.”

© Hannah Gosselin and Metaphors and Smiles, 2012.

Thank you, Cara, for this gracious sharing in your poetic life!! Smiles to everyone!

Poem in Your Pocket Day Celebration

April 26 has been designated national Poem in your Pocket Day.

And what clever poet friends I have. In this post you will find haiku, haiga, a limerick, a triolet, a Fibonacci, an ovillejo, and other short and long form poetry. Click on the name of each poem to read it. And enjoy!

Cara Holman: summer butterfly

Christine L. Villa: crawling

Madeleine Begun Kane: Limerick Quest

Merrill Gonzales: nor’easter predicted

Ellen Grace Olinger: Saturday Poem

Symanntha Renn: grass that used to be green

Alegria Imperial: Light as Magic

Ina Roy-Faderman: Mockingbird

Bruce W. Niedt: Big Picture

Kirsten Cliff: At the Graveyard

De Jackson: O, Let’s Not

Gillena Cox: End of April

And be sure to check out these two other Poem in Your Pocket blog posts, that I contributed to:

“A Poem in Your Pocket 2012” on Gillena Cox’s Lunch Break blog.

“Poem in Your Pocket Day…” on Margaret Dornaus’ Haiku-doodle blog.

And two more poems:

Merrill Gonzales: “I forget my lips are roughed, at the clear water.”  by Chiyojo (1703-1775)

Jacqueline Hallenbeck:

“Three Little Pigs in a Blanket”

Three Little Pigs in a Blanket
crashed a pajama party.
One started playing the trumpet.
Three Little Pigs in a Blanket
pulled out a rope and tried to jump it.
Their names were Zeik, Bo and Marty.
Three Little Pigs in a Blanket
crashed a pajama party.

(c) jh 4/20/12

Poet Showcase: Robert Lee Brewer

Name: Robert Lee Brewer
Duluth, Georgia

Blogs: My Name is Not Bob and Poetic Asides

How do you know Cara?  I know Cara mainly through her participation with the Poetic Asides group on WritersDigest.com. We’re also Facebook friends, so I keep up with her that way as well.

How long have you been writing poetry? Around 20 years now, I guess, though I still feel like a beginner.

What kind of poetry do you write? I’m not affiliated with any one school or style. For me, the beauty of poetry is its diversity, and I love poking around in all of poetry’s nooks and crannies. Some of my poems try to describe a moment or a scene; other poems are just obvious attempts at playing with words and sounds.

Please share a poem:

Here’s a poem I wrote last year for a poetry reading that was received well, so I’ll probably use it again in the future.


This poem is mostly flawed.
For one, I didn’t count the syllables,
but also, it’s not particularly inspired.
At least, that’s what I’ve been told.
If I were a better speaker, I might
be able to hide its flaws in my delivery,
but I’m probably more flawed than this poem.
For instance, I’m a liar.
I snuck into this poem after hours
and measured the lines.
Words were cut.
I transplanted a perfectly healthy metaphor
into the rib cage of a younger poem,
one with a little more promise.
Believe me, I did what I could for this poem,
because I brought it into this world,
but at the end of the day, it’s not much–
just another part of me exposed to the world
that didn’t live up to its full potential.

Poet Showcase: Julie Warther

Name: Julie Warther
Dover, Ohio

How do you know Cara? I met Cara at HNA in Seattle last August.  We both attended Garry Gay’s rengay workshop and have been rengaying ever since.

How long have you been writing poetry? I’ve been writing poetry for about four years.

What kind of poetry do you write?   Originally children’s poetry but now almost exclusively haiku.

Please share a poem:

trapped beneath a paw
frees the fly

– Haiku on the Cat, Violet Press, 2012

fly ball
a sparrow catches
the outfielder’s eye

– Berry Blue Haiku, March 2011

at first not seeing
the finch
the forsythia

– Mu, Issue II