Bread Crumb Poems

Words are bread crumbs through a forest… We Write Poems’ Prompt #80 encouraged us to accumulate a minimum of 12 words and to write little two-line “poemlets” with each one. I chose my words by closing my eyes and randomly putting my finger on different pages of a book. The words were: shoulders, breeze, stopped, grass,Continue reading “Bread Crumb Poems”

It’s a Thing You Don’t Use When It Pours

It’s rainy season here in Madrid. We Write Poems’ Prompt #79 encouraged us to write about broken things, or when things aren’t quite going your way. In my English classes we’ve been playing many incessant games of “describe that thing,” which is what inspired the title. It’s a Thing You Don’t Use When It Pours AContinue reading “It’s a Thing You Don’t Use When It Pours”

Halloween Weekend in La Vera

There’s no better place to spend Halloween weekend than in an old, agricultural village way out in Extremadura, called Villanueva de la Vera, with houses dating back to the 1800s.  These houses made of stone and wood are so old that the doorways are extremely squat, just enough for someone my height to pass through.Continue reading “Halloween Weekend in La Vera”