The Community Drop-in Poetry Workshop

Drink coffee, eat muffins, and accidentally write the best poem Garrison Keillor ever saw. 7pm every Monday at  Beans in the Belfry.

Late Valentine

Hullo, honey heart, honey hot, hello oh-ho you’re sweet too sweet for anyone else but me,

Sweet tooth, that's me!

Chocolate with nuts and pepper, pepper pot, my sweet tamale Mole Charlie,

Not my name but here again like mustard after snow Wo-ho!

Whoa!

Where'dya go, sweet honey bee?

How oddddddddddddddd!

Noelie Angevine

Brunswick is Right Around the Bend in the River

All rights reserved Jerry Knight February 2014

Thanks, Jerry Knight

Brunswick Snow of February 13, 2014

Sheryl Frye All Rights Reserved February 13

Thanks, Sheryl

West C Street

All rights reserved, Jerry Knight, February 2014

Thanks, Jerry!

Cloudy With a Chance of Conscience

They go into the maze

captives

A random city’s sampling

Waylaid parolees.

Then, at once, overlapping

gush out, in silence.

Coughed - into the street.

She sits quietly

flattened cardboard

Cup in hand, straining to hear.

Brakes, doors opening  

the cages.

Pockets, passing by - 

coins - hurry - jingle.

Mary sits calmly

Perceiving her nobility.

                                                                 Steph

When You R

This "poem" was written this morning by [a five year old boy]. He thought of the words himself and then meticulously wrote them all down (asking for spelling help when needed) in his private notebook: (I tried to transcribe it the way he wrote it)

When
You
R
Feeling
Sad
Think
Hapey
Thoughts
When
You
Look
For
Happiness just
Look inside
Your heart
I have
Confidence in
You
You can do
Anything
If you
Have
Confidence
And bravery     
                                       Lego Man (age 5)

Checkers

Thanks, Louisa Zimmerman-Roberts      All Rights Reserved January 2014