POETIC BLOOMINGS is a Phoenix Rising Poetry Guild site established in May 2011 to nurture and inspire the creative spirit.


This first week at CREATIVE BLOOMINGS has been interesting to say the least. The name change was flawless, notifications have kept you abreast of our crossover. As we start to run on all cylinders, there will be less need for the constant  barrage of notifications to your e-mail due to the continuous postings here. Our test of the audio readings is proving to make this a very valuable part of our blog. Hearing our poets reading their works is bringing us a better glimpse of who they are and what they sound like. We have had additions to every new page, as photos, artwork and craftwork have made an appearance this week.

Starting February 1st, I will hopefully have the first trustees in place and have a Guest Host ready to take their turn at helping keep the garden tended.

The BEAUTIFUL BLOOM and been revamped as well to reflect the light shining on all of your creative works. Now as the BRILLIANT BLOOM we will highlight your poetic and literary works with this accolade. The BRILLIANT BLOOM is not necessarily given to the best entry of the week per se, since our belief is that all of your works would be honored EVERY week under that criteria. The written works selected are ones that touch us in some salient way. Either on an emotional level or in an intellectual way. It may make us smile or elicit a tear. If it is posted here, it will be considered. And so…


The first poem I chose was a powerful piece. I tend to think that we as poets like to reach deep inside and touch our pain so we can write how it feels. This personal “confession” is as emotional as it gets. When we pen these works we are again torn by either sharing our hurt or keeping it to ourselves. It is this openness that has made CREATIVE BLOOMING (POETIC BLOOMING) a very special place. A new contributor, Darlene Franklin earns our first BLOOM for such a work of heart.

Jolene Elizabeth Franklin
March 13, 2008

By Darlene Franklin

wait by
the phone late
into the night.
Tick, tock, my heart grows
colder with ev’ry beat.
Will the police never call?
Mother retreats, perchance to dream.
Facebook friends join my pain-filled vigil.
Coroner’s office on caller I.D.
Time freezes, my heart stops. I demand
answers–How? When? Not asking the
most important question: Why?
It cannot be answered.
Dead. Three Days. Hanging.
I disconnect.
“She’s dead, Mom!”


As with Darlene’s piece, the next BRILLIANT BLOOM goes to a poem that touches a memory and a point of interest for me personally. The subject has been one that I have used as inspiration many times. We remember where we were when certain event take place. We can recall where we were when John Kennedy was killed, we remember when the twin towers fell or the night the Beatles appeared on Ed Sullivan. And some of us hold in memory the night a Beatle died. Sara McNulty’s “Death of John Lennon – Dec. 8, 1980” receives the second BRILLIANT BLOOM.

Death of John Lennon-December 8, 1980 by Sara McNulty (purplepeninportland)

Outside the Dakota, shots rang out,
four bullets in the back, John Lennon
gone. Forty years old, concerned
with mankind, and a gift for creating
music and art. He only wanted
everyone to share his true belief
in harmony by asking us to imagine.
I imagined; I believed–for a time.
How sad he would be at the escalating
violence in our cities and our world.
We never did give peace a chance.


On Wednesday we revisited a form a bit more in-depth this time around, the PARODY POEM. These retained the scheme and structure of the original, although with a completely different subject and tone. It seems a majority of us tended to choose song lyrics over other forms of expression since music seems to be universal. I can imagine our poets sitting at their computers and singing aloud the words of the parodies a la Al Yankovic, and smiling. But the piece chosen has a “music” all its own and it was rendered by our friend Salvatore Buttaci.

SHE WALKS IN BEAUTY by Salvatore Buttaci (flashpoetguy)

She walks in beauty, Pennsylvania,
Like the night is safe and who would harm her
In this one-horse town deep in the sticks,
Far from the stone faces of city dwellers
Who insist Beauty is skin-deep, Beauty
Resides in the eyes of beholders.
To that she will disagree and swear you this:
“Beauty is a joy forever, here still
In an unpretentious corner of an
America grown too presumptuous,
A town halted in long ago time
where my granddaddy hoed the soil,
Sowed seeds and dreams, reaped golden harvests
Of so many blesséd seasons that he believed
Himself as native as the Indians
Who led their tribes across the Bering Strait.”
You tell her Beauty is fleeting; it will not last,
Which she ignores, sets her jaw tight as marble,
Then loose again. “Oh, the heroes of Beauty!”
She exclaims. “Beneath this soil lie both
Granddaddies who fell at Gettysburg.
I am not afraid.I tell you this:
Beauty is as Beauty does.I walk, I run,
I graft my skin and bones, my soul– all I am
To this land of Beauty, this last stronghold
In a country fallen out of grace with innocence.”




A wonderful sketch by Marjory M Thompson has been hung in the GARDEN GALLERY!

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  1. Henrietta Choplin on said:

    Sal, from the first moment that I read your piece… stunning… I have Loved it… Congratulations! Sara, my friend, I always look for your work… You have captured it… Congratulations! Jolene, OMG… I almost died when I read your work… Cried, instead… Congratulations!

  2. I am honored to share the parody spotlight with Sara and Jolene.

  3. Henrietta Choplin on said:

    Oh, please excuse my error in your name, Darlene…

  4. Marie Elena on said:

    Welcome to Creative Bloomings, Darlene. Your piece gripped my heart. I can’t adequately express how deeply I desire healing for your own heart. I can’t even imagine what you have poured out to the page. Bless you.

    Sara, I’m so glad to your Bloom here. Nicely penned, and your last line is brilliant.

    Sal, your poem is amazing. Each line is written with thought; your final line brings a tear.

    Congratulations to you all. EXCELLENT choices, Walt!

  5. Congratulations!

  6. connielpeters on said:

    Congrats Darlene, Sara and Sal! Yay, Darlene! So great to get a Bloom right off the bat!

  7. Darlene Franklin on said:

    I hardly know what to say . . . I am very honored, and to be among those with such astounding ability with form and language. Congrats to Sara and Sal.
    It’s addictive, to get a bloom at the start, when I set aside a week for poetry before I returned to my regularly scheduled novel writing. Hopefully I can stop in once in awhile.

  8. Very strong writing this week. Perfect selections.

  9. William Preston on said:

    All three of these pieces were powerful to read and to ponder. Thank you all for posting them, and congratulations!

  10. elishevasmom on said:

    Such well written pieces, and such well chosen blooms. A worthy re-genesis to our beloved garden. Conratulations to all!

  11. Congratulations Darlene, Sara and Sal on your Blooms! Such wonderful, powerful poetry.

  12. Congratulations Darlene, Sara and Sal on your Blooms! Really wonderful pieces.

  13. Wonderful!! Excellent choices…Congratulations poets!! 🙂

  14. RJ Clarken on said:

    Super excellent choices! Congrats! 🙂

  15. Congratulations, Darlene, Sara and Sal! Powerful heartfelt poems–deep emotion and images. Well done.

  16. Thanks to Walt for this honor, and to Darlene, Sal, and everyone who entered a poem for this prompt.

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