by Carla Joy | Feb 27, 2018 | Poetry
Columbine Nursery Rhyme Oh, Johnny brought a gun to school His teacher cried, “You are a fool! I also have a gun,” she said And shot dear Johnny in the head. Then little kids cried out with glee “We love a school-wide shooting spree! There’s really nothing now...
by Carla Joy | Feb 26, 2018 | Uncategorized
I spend many late afternoons at a local bookstore cafe, watching the customers study, relax, and relate. I am often reminded of other writers—Hemingway and Fitzgerald—who frequented the cafes of Paris and gained inspiration from their clientele. In my own humble way,...
by Carla Joy | Feb 26, 2018 | Poetry
This poem I shared at last month’s Open Mic Night at Dagney’s. If you enjoy hearing poetry from all ages, and all walks of life, I invite you to come out next First Friday at 6:00 pm at the downtown Dagney’s ( Eye and 19th I believe). The casual...
by Carla Joy | Feb 26, 2018 | Poetry
Four statuesque Sisters stroll in the cafe Ebony elegant In slim jeans, boots and backpacks One’s t-shirt reads “Act like a lady Think like a boss” In bold white letters On a black background They order four grande frappuccinos Drape themselves around two...
by Carla Joy | Feb 23, 2018 | Uncategorized
The poetry magazine, “Rattle” posted a photograph of a startled black cat with a bristling tail and asked folks to write a poem in response based on that image. Here is my contribution. A Response to Trump’s Decree: Hiss! Hiss! You startled me. Why?...