As the season takes hold, Autumn is a wonderful time to sit on the front porch with a cuppa (name your poison) and enjoy the beauty that surrounds you.

My go-to libation is a nice cup of tea. Strongly steeped and deep with flavor, the way I like it. Salada came up with a novel idea putting inspirations on their tea bag string tags. Tag lines, they were called. If you’re privy to the blend by all means, pour yourself a cup and use your tag as the basis for your poem. Make it a line, title or just be inspired by it for our poem.

Or use one of these:.

Gourmets first taste their meals with their eyes.

The best things in life aren’t things.

Checking social media at dinner makes you anti-social.

Change your thoughts and you can change the world.




This Wednesday, September 23rd, is the official First Day of Autumn. And our thoughts turn to the sights, sounds, tastes and smells of this flamboyant season. I’m thinking apple cider and pumpkin pies, the cheers of a football crowd and visions of the many vibrant hues as the leaves change their colors before they fall and we rake them into piles and in some circumstances are able to burn them adding another aroma of familiar times.

What are your thoughts of Autumn? What do you look forward to (or what do you dread?) What memories does the season bring? And let’s remember the colors of Fall. The range from still green through the graduations of golds, amber, orange, crimson, bright red, umber and brown, with every shade in between. You can also ¬†choose a hue and making that the title of your piece, take the fall and write your poem!


It’s been quite the summer, as we finally get released from its steamy grip up in Western New York for cooler temperatures andumbrellarain quantities of rain. Believe me, we could use it!

There is a beauty in a rainstorm, the sounds are near symphonic, a euphonic tintinnabulation for the ears. The sights are picturesque as it appears that everything looks better when wet. The air seems fresher as everything is awash with rain. So this week we are “write as rain”. From a soft spring shower to a torrential downpour, write a rain poem. I’m not so naive to not recall the power and devastation of too much of a good rain. Whatever your opinion of rain, good or bad, lay down your deluge of words in honor of one of nature’s necessities! And as the title says, let poetry rain (er, reign) supreme!


Do you remember going back to school and having your first assignment be an essay entitled, “What I Did on My Summer Vacation”? Using that thought as inspiration, write about something you’ve done this summer. It doesn’t have to be a vacation¬† per se, it could be something you did or happened on one solitary afternoon in your back yard, or a visit to someplace that allowed you to escape for a few hours. Any mental getaway will do to refresh your muse. Whatever it is, use it and be inspired by it! What DID you do on your summer “vacation?”


In an added prompt, with this being Labor Day weekend, you can also write a work/labor related poems as well. And yes, even THAT labor qualifies if you are so inclined! Think parades, cookouts, jobs, but get to work!