August Postcard Poetry Wrap-up 2017

The 36 cards I sent.

This is the 5th year I participated in the August Postcard Poetry Fest. There were more poet made cards this year.  It seemed to take longer for me to get into writing this year.  At the start it seemed weird because I received the note from the editors of the 10 year book that my poetry didn’t fit. It felt like I wasn’t a fit for the postcard poetry fest after all.  That feeling soon disappeared and I got into the spirit of it. At the time of writing the postcards, I liked very few of the poems but reading them afterwards, I find I like them more and more.

The 33 postcards I received. The Krispy Kreme card never arrived, but I heard it was out there so added that one.


“Pond” by Wayne Thiebaud

At home the leaves will

be changing colors, dropping

into the lake where they

will float red, gold and


Here the squirrels throw down

their pecan shells onto

the driveway, making our

autumn alert system. The

grey sky barely visible through

the still green canopy.


Mosiac by Carolyn Monteilh

The first window I

remember looking

out of was when I was

three, watching the

milkman and his horse.

Later, there was a pink

Cadillac, the mother locking

her little boys outside,

the police with guns drawn,

the shooting.

Today, two dogs run down the street.

Autumn #2

A golden leaf spotted

with brown and holes is stuck

in the neglected

rose bush.

A slight breeze moves it

back and forth, up and


The driveway now littered

with pecan shells the squirrels

discard high in the tree

overhead, grey skies. Maybe

autumn rains tonight.