Expressive Domain
Blog URL http://www.phawkenson.edublogs.org
Located Eau Claire, Wisconsin USA
Tags Poetry, Reflections, Creative, Writing
Poetry of Patricia A. Hawkenson
Latest Blog Posts
- 11/19/09 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – If You Want to Scare Me on Nov 20, 2009 in Poetry birds blood dark eyes fear flood morphs rain scare water
If You Want to Scare Me Cover my windshield with mist, rain that morphs into torrents, torrents that flood into fear, fear that reminds me of bloody sockets where eyes were lunch for Hitchcock birds. Leave me to grope with my arms out straight, bump...
- 11/15/09 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Roots Made Cracks in Our Sidewalk on Nov 15, 2009 in Poetry cancer home mother roots sidewalk wagon
Roots Made Cracks in Our Sidewalk I took my wagon to the end of our block knowing I could not go any further. Standing there I waited for my mother to bring me home. It felt forever till she came gathering me into her arms, pulling my wagon home. It...
- 11/14/09 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – In the Radiance of Dawn on Nov 14, 2009 in Uncategorized
/h2> In the Radiance of Dawn The fallen leaves are gauzing thin as they lay decaying on the forest floor and the frost that formed crystal by crystal slowly in the night with the morning sparkles to become the jewels of fairies. She is fluttering her...
- 11/11/09 Guest Poet: Carrie Bailey – Ode to Nescafe on Nov 12, 2009 in Poetry aroma awake cup liquid lover morning ode passions ritual scent source
Guest Poet: Carrie Bailey CEBailey, from the Peevish Penman, writes Odes to macaroni and cheese, her spam folder, people who don’t read her Odes, and other highly significant subjects. An Oregonian with a degree in Philosophy, she spends most...
- 11/10/09 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections on Nov 11, 2009 in Poetry glass hands night pain sleeping socks window
The Man in the Moon Has No Hands I walk in socks unwilling to wake the sleeping as I pass the window showing multiple images of myself, distorted and untouchable, in the blackened night. It is easy to slide quietly between the pains of glass and into...
- 11/09/09 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – White Flag in Autumn on Nov 9, 2009 in Poetry anger autumn battle creek flag glass ice snow spring stick
White Flag in Autumn We weren’t gone long, but the creek is not the same. Autumn laid a healing gauze of glass from shore to shore. Stick in hand, I break the ice letting the water flow cold and fast. Day after day the creek and I battle, but the e...
- 11/04/09 Patricia A. Hawkenson’s Reflections – Stability of a Three Cornered Stool on Nov 4, 2009 in Poetry comforted eggs morning mother sleep stability toast washing
Stability of a Three Cornered Stool Her mother told her it will better in the morning. Go to sleep, little one. Comforted, she sleeps. Morning was not sunnier, her pain spilling awake with runny eggs. He had his fill of both women, wife and mother-in...
