Author: Lisa

The Haunted Mill in Dundee, Michigan

One sunny November Sunday, as I was driving back from a weekend with friends, I made the spontaneous decision to stop at a historical park on my route. Specifically, I was looking for the site of a battle from the

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Sonnet Sunday 104: Reflections from a Dock in Jacksonville, Florida

(Wow, two years of these!) Today’s sonnet is pretty self-explanatory, and the title explains pretty much everything you need to know about the context. The only thing I’ll add is that the lump referenced was neither alligator nor rock. I

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Sonnet Sunday 103: Customer Service

By the time this is published, I should be back from a lovely vacation… so what better poem to publish than one about job stress? Not my own job stress, fortunately. I haven’t had to be on the phone with

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Sonnet Sunday 102: Days of the Weak

Today’s sonnet was in response to a November Poem a Day prompt on “Days of the Week.” More than that, though, it’s a reflection of watching friends on social media deal with invisible illnesses and stereotypes. Days of the Weak

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Sonnet Sunday 101: Fortune Favors the Bold (Part 2)

This is the thematic sequel to last week’s sonnet. I wrote it two years later, for the November poetry prompt “Brave.” As such, it wasn’t written for any specific incident, but it is a reflection of how I’ve become a bit

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Sonnet Sunday 100: Fear of Consequence (Part 1)

I’m publishing this as “Part 1” of a thematic two-parter. They weren’t written to go together; in fact, there were almost two full years between them. But thematically they seem to work well together. According to the definitive authorities of

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Sonnet Sunday 99: Psalm 127

Before I get to today’s sonnet, a quick announcement: I’m in an online poetry group, and we just produced our first chapbook! You can download it for free on Noisetrade. (Any monetary donations will be given to the Rabbit Room.)

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Sonnet Sunday 98: To the Woman Crying in the Bathroom at Work

Today’s sonnet was written for the Poem a Day Prompt of “Personal,” and is based on a true story. I was working a bit late and went into the ladies room and heard muffled tears. Really, what should someone do

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Sonnet Sunday 97: Lula’s Lunches

Today’s sonnet is another one that is objectively not much good, but I’m posting it as a personal tribute. I work in Owosso, MI. Located halfway between Lansing and Flint and surrounded by farms, it technically qualifies as a city

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Sonnet Sunday 96: He Who Has Ears

Judas has always been a fascinating character to me, and perhaps moreso since reading a speculative blog post a decade ago, wondering what would have happened had Judas not hanged himself. Would the resurrected Jesus have hunted him out, and

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