 Laura at Laura Purdie Salas is hosting Poetry Friday today and while she's attending to family business in Florida, she's sharing the wonderfulness of her latest book, Flurry, Float, and Fly! Carol has a review of the book. Today I subbed in a fourth grade for one of my teaching friends. We didn't quite get to poetry but I shared a snippet of the work of Gary Snider, author of Poetry Comics. Hopefully, we'll get to try some poetry comics when I return. Meanwhile, here's a November haiku poetry comic I wrote today.  If you haven't discovered Grant Snider, I recommend his IG Account @grantdraws. Also, Georgia Heard and Grant Snider are hosting another workshop in the new year. Join Me: November 15, 2025 for An Autumn WriteI'm hosting an hour long writing salon next Saturday. Come write for an hour next Saturday.
Saturday, November 15, 2025 11:00 AM EST 8:00 AM EST Leave me a yes, I want the link in the comments or send me an email: macrush53 @ yahoo (dot) com.
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Welcome one and all to the Halloween Edition of Poetry Friday. Please post your spooky poems on the pallet and links here.
Haven't tried writing a poem for the season yet? No worries. I have some prompts for you. At a recent workshop, participants did erasure poetry with excerpts from Edgar Allen Poe, I'll have my erasure poem on the padlet from Ligeia. It was one of his earlier stories, published in 1838. Below are three excerpts for you to try your hand. 
Or maybe one of these phrases strike your fancy.
At the workshop, I wrote this: Prompt: Moonlit GraveyardAll Hallows’ Eve: For Beth Full moon rising Gravestones reflect the light Silent wanders of the night We stood with flashlights Silent Last year your ghost story shivered in our bones we trembled and no one dared to tell another This year, under the seed moon We stand with flashlights Silent And leave an autumn bouquet ©jone rush macculloch, 2025
Finally, I offer this. I discovered a tarot deck that is all from the writing of Edgar Allan Poe. It's by Trisha Leigh Shufelt. They are great for sparking a poem. Mine from the 3 of candles in on the Padlet. I selected three cards from the major arcana.
Poetry Friday, Week 43: Getting Back to Daily Haiku and Other Poetry Ramblings of the Week.10/24/2025 Patricia at Reverie is hosting today and has a great post about the National Writing Project WRITE OUT and its theme: AWAKEN THE SENSES. It will be a tad too wet and blustery for me to take a wonder walk this weekend but I plan to do so soon. www.hsa-haiku.orgLast Saturday, I attended the local chapter of the Haiku Society of America. It was really great to reconnect, especially someone who posts a "daily ku" on Facebook. I don't know it was but the switch snapped on and I have had a great week of daily writing. So today sharing what I have written. Plus a week ago Friday, I led a "Spooky Poe-try" Workshop with local people. I'll share more next week when I host. Join Me Next Week and Bring You Spooky and Fall Poems
Sarah at Sarah Grace Tuttle is at the helm this poetry Friday. She's updated her blog and website and there's much to explore. Last week, I was in my hometown, attending my 55th high school reunion. We were the first graduating class of the school and the two years below us were all very close so we do our reunions together. It was both exciting and poignant and overwhelming. I have struggled with my emotions to capture the moment. So today I am sharing a VERY rough Haibun about the weekend. Feedback is welcome.  Four of the five us attended the same elementary school, Abraham Lincoln. In 1969, as 16 and 17 YO we traveled to France for a summer school trip. Fifty-five Years Later June 17, 1970, the first graduating class of Royal High School, walked across the outdoor stage. 300 plus graduates. The classes of 1971 and 1972 watched and cheered us know their turn would be next. We parted ways, some chasing hopes and dreams, some fighting an unpopular war, and some becoming part of the work force. The reunions- the tenth, the twentieth, thirtieth, and fortieth were brief events marking the passages of time: jobs, marriages, kids, divorces, careers and career changes, and for some, they didn’t make it to the next reunion. The fifty year reunion was planned for October 2020. In March 2020, Covid took the reins of our lives.the world shut down. Reunion cancelled, trips cancelled, quarantined and masked up. Now fifty-five years later, the Reunion for the classes of 1970-1973. Was it really going to happen? The barn at Strathearn Historical Park with its rough hewn wood, antique equipment and tractors transformed with round tables topped with the 60’s theme and fairy lights. We arrived dressed as in high school, bell bottoms, boho dresses and tops, peace signs and flowers in our hair, psychedelic patterns along with fringed vests. Name tags with our senior photos guided us to recognize our former classmates. Within moments of chatting the familiar face came into focus. In the background the sounds of the sixties and seventies could be heard and soon the dance floor filled, dancing with abandon as we did fifty years ago. connections let’s meet in five years until then ©jone rush macculloch, 2025 I'm hosting Halloween Day! It's going to be spooky Preview: Here is a prompt list I found from @arcanapoetrypress @cozyinpress.
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