Bloomin’ information (because there’s always a business end ;) )

Good morning, Bloomers!

Since we have friends returning (yay!), and new friends arriving (yay!), I thought now a good time to revisit who we are, and what to expect.

1. Walt is in the process of revamping us a bit. Once that is complete, we’ll send out an announcement, and give you a tour.

2. We have always been, and will continue to be, a soft landing place for anyone interested in reading or writing poetry. Here is what I mean by “soft landing”:

a. All ages are welcome, from children through elderly. Please keep that in mind when posting poetry, and when commenting. (Think, “Rated for General Audience.” )
b. We welcome all kind, constructive, encouraging comments and discussion under any given poem. We have been a truly peace-filled space from the beginning, and Walt and I will make sure it stays that way.
c. We have had friends here who are Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Pagan, Atheist, etc. All are welcome, and welcome to express themselves in the context of their own belief system(s). This applies also to those who are different from ourselves in any way culturally, politically, etc. This is a poetry site … not a space for reprimanding, correcting, or belittling. This is another aspect of this site and our guests that Walt and I are so thankful for, and we will work hard to keep it this way.

3. In addition to the prompts, we provide form information, interviews, space for each poet to house their own poems, space for celebrating accomplishments such as awards and publications, and multiple other features. Once the revamping of this site is complete, we will do another information post to list all the features and links to each one.

4. Question: Does anyone find it difficult to post and/or comment to this site? We have the settings intentionally set so that nothing can get in your way. However, it was just brought to my attention that one of our longest-standing Bloomers has difficulty posting and commenting. Noooo! While we try to figure out the problem, please let us know if you have any trouble.

That’s it for now. There will be more to come. In the meantime, thank you all for making our little poetic garden bloom brightly!

God bless you all!
Marie Elena


Why not? It is a tradition of sorts. July comes and we’re ready to let our poetic prowess loose and celebrate it’s arrival.

But you may be saying, “But Walt, with this Corona Virus wreaking havoc and all the fun things like theaters, and restaurants, and beaches, and gyms, and sporting events and concerts being postponed or closed, what’s the allure of it?”

Well, if we find we cannot go to these places, we’ll bring those elements to the garden and use them as fodder for our worded wonder. Each day I will post a nudges upon which to base your poem. It will touch on one of the aspects mentioned above. Now I know many have suffered with the virus (I had tested positive at one point) and some have even lost their lives because of it. But, we are looking to survive with a bit of hope and a promise of something better.

So I ask that you join us on July 1st to do what we can to battle the frustration of this pandemic, and become poemic with the rest of us. Are you with us?


In preparations for the November Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge at POETIC ASIDES with Robert Lee Brewer, or for the NaNoWriMo exercise (or any other challenge you find and see fit to attempt), Marie Elena and I are offering an Autumnal P.A.D – a Fall Warm-up from October 14th to  (and including) October 27th. So sharpen your muse and choose to join us for a Fall Fling for the next two weeks. Tomorrow begins our trek into poetic brilliance. Consider trying our Autumn Based prompts on for size. They should fit you like a glove!


We will be re-introducing our study of poetic forms here at POETIC BLOOMINGS. A form will be highlighted every Friday. You can respond and comment to the form as usual, or try to incorporate the form in your response to the Sunday Seed. The first form will be featured on Friday, Aug. 31st. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle!


I’ve been looking for this place for quite a while and it was right here where I left it. And that’s not all I found. Waiting at the gate with all the patience of Job, is Marie Elena Good! What better way to rekindle the poetic fires than to unlock this gate for perpetuity and pick up where we left off. We are excited to rejoin with each other and all of you, as we had from the beginning of our poetic journey, in tune and ready to resume our quest in the best garden for verse!

In our absence, we have lost some friends who have gone to their Peace. Salvatore Buttaci, Andrea Heiberg and Vivienne Blake were regular contributors to this site and I’m sure their spirit will rise again to celebrate our new endeavor. May they Rest in Peace.

So let us begin again, and as long as we’re on the subject of peace, we will offer this prompt for your poetic consideration. Peace and joy can be found in the written word; found by those who read them, and found by those who write what dwells within.

Write a poem about the peace that poetry brings to your glad hearts! Write of the joy it brings to you. Or write a piece about how much you love to pen your poems. Return home in peace and love and joy. And Good Lord willing, we’ll stick around this time. We promise as best we can!





The garden gate parts,
releasing sweet aroma
of former florae.

She softly steps in,
breathing the beauty that binds
virtuous voices.

The presence of peace
silences the restlessness
grinding at the gate.

Now bejeweled with joy,
renewing friends and florae,
she picks up her pen.

© Marie Elena Good, 2018




We look for truth in every eye
and know it when it shows.
We search for peace in every heart,
for a true heart really knows.

For in the heart, we love what’s dear
to fills us all with joy.
And in love and joy we find that peace,
every man and woman, girl and boy.

We do not choose the ones we’ll love,
for love will touch each soul.
We do not choose what gives us joy,
it’s out of our control.

But somehow we find that spark of peace,
and with it comes understanding,
that without love and without joy,
our peace will not be withstanding.

Search yourself to find your truth,
your eyes will not deceive you,
then look into your heart and see,
true peace will never leave you.


(C) Walter J Wojtanik – 2018



There’s more to poetry than writing rhyming verse to share on these pages (although that is our mission, let’s not fool ourselves!) The meme below speaks volumes.

Reading the poetry of past masters inspires us to try to emulate their efforts. Each Wednesday in the POETIC BLOOMINGS READING ROOM, we will offer one such poem for your consideration. The selection of poems will be randomly picked from the “Best Poems Encyclopedia” and their 100 Best Poems list. (However, they lied. There are only 85 listed!)

The first featured poem will post on Wednesday, August 8th. Enjoy reading these treasures. Some are familiar and some are a bit more obscure, but all were certainly written to be read. Maybe with luck we’ll achieve that mantle! Comments will not be required, but are always welcomed. Walt.


If poet friends tell me anything, it is how much they miss POETIC BLOOMINGS. It has not been quite the same in all its regenerations. That’s because something important was missing. Correction: SOMEONE important. Well, that’s been rectified. SHE’S BAAAAACK! Starting Sunday, August 5th, 2018, MARIE ELENA GOOD reunites with Walter J. Wojtanik to revive an old, but friendly place to poem. POETIC BLOOMINGS will pick up where it left off and we will reseed this plot of fertile ground to return to posing our poetic pieces. 

Marie and I are simplifying our approach. We will drop the SUNDAY SEED (our prompt) every Sunday. There will be interviews when the spirit moves us and the INFORM POET will be incorporated into a prompt every now and then. So please consider returning to “The Garden,” The Best Garden for Verse, and allow Marie and Walt to host you in this journey. We’d be honored as always.



She did not come to my doorstep,
there was no notification that she was lacking.
All I knew was that we had performed together
admirably, and we knew we could do it again.
I never met her, this friend,
but I always knew in the end we’d still be a great pair.

Here she was, sweet as a ripe pear,
encouraging and nurturing, a light step
and a sledgehammer heart. A friend
indeed when a friend was lacking.
“I miss the process. Can we try it again?”
she messaged asking if we could still work together.

It surely didn’t take much for me to get her
enthused, for we DID make a great pair.
I have no qualms of firing those synapses again.
A garden themed poetic place where we step
in tune with other like minds, not lacking
the ability to find the words to pose. Widespread friends

who, when the day ends
feel better for the time together.
No heart leaves lacking;
a community beyond compare.
And from that very first step
it felt good to walk the garden again.

What did we think we’d gain
by bringing all these friends
to tread here in lockstep?
It becomes a reunion, coming to gather,
to be inspired, to cajole and share.
But mostly because we also needed the backing

of those who both of our lives were lacking.
So here we are again,
Marie and Walt, a somewhat storied pair,
very acquainted friends
who’ve never spent time together,
reveling in every calculated step.

Reconnecting has put the pep in our step that was lacking,
poetic pals together again,
with all our worldly and wordy friends beyond compare!

© Walter J Wojtanik – 2018

Written in honor of this re-commitment as prompted by Miz Quickly’s (AKA BYY) MuhwufSS site.

Repeat and vary, part 3: The Sestina


So, we’ve reached the point of the year where we head into our Annual July Chapbook P.A.D.  and with just two days from today to July 1st, I thought it would be a bit much to squeeze a form prompt in before we begin. So…


Summertime can be entertaining, and we find ways to entertain ourselves at our leisure. We watch movies, films and watch programs. We listen to music and read books. Some continue to write poetry… we occupy our time in enjoyable and entertaining (again, there’s that word) ways. 

So here’s the deal! After hitting the beach, going camping, and seeing the world, this year we are taking a “Stay-cation”. And this year our theme is:



The daily prompts will be inspired by the the summer-laced titles of the aforementioned movies, films, programs, songs, books and anything else that will inspire us this summer. Wednesday will include a form requirement and Sunday will be treated like the other 26 days with a prompt in keeping with our theme! There may be a couple “wild-cards” thrown into the mix, just to keep you on your poetic toes.

So join us, won’t you? And invite your poetic friends to do so as well! These have always been favorite undertakings here at POETIC BLOOMINGS. And the payoff at the end is your compiling (and us highlighting) your “Entertaining Summer” Chapbook. At the very least, you’ll have a whole month’s worth of poems to fudge and whip into shape for your portfolio!

Sara and I hope to see you here!


The Collins stanza is a melding of three utilities of the poetic process; (1) three sets of rhyming couplets, that create a (2) sestet, but with the last line of each stanza repeating (a line, phrase or word) to link it with the next stanza; making it also a (3) repeating form. There are no limits to the number of stanzas you write. However, at least three are required to give the evidence of the repetition in this form,

Ideally heroic couplets are used but any rhyming couplet is permitted. To differentiate between the two, a poem using Heroic couplets, (Iambic Pentameter) is called a Divine Collins.

Lets look at an example of the normal form.

Lovers Apart

A depth of feeling within my heart
Is so intense when we are apart
For in my dreams I feel your touch
That I know I long for thee much
Oh how that smile doth beguile me
From lips that whisper I love thee.

Yearn to savour thy tender touch
My dearest I doth love thee much
For moments apart hath told me so
This absence tells me thus I know
Oh how that smile doth beguile me
From lips that whisper I love thee.

I long to be held twixt loving arms
Feeling warmth and sensual charms
One day soon we shall fly together
Raising our spirits on high forever
Oh how that smile doth beguile me
From lips that whisper I love thee.

Divena Collins




He rode into town in a ten-gallon hat
that blocked out the sun; he was tough, that Matt
In Dodge City hooligans ran rampant
a ‘shootin’ a ‘stealin’, behavin’ like infants.
Gritty and tired, he rode in wth a frown,
Mr. Matt Dillon arrived in town

A new sheriff come to restore order.
They imported him from over the border.
He became good friends with Doc and Kitty.
Next step was gettin’ a deputy.
Bad guys thinned out, hearin’ the sound
When Mr Matt Dillon arrived in town.

People out west heard about Dodge.
Came to see for themselves, it was no mirage.
Farmers, cowboys, and families came.
In Dodge City, there was no more shame.
No shootin’, no stealin’ and so it remains,
since Mr. Matt Dillon arrived in town.

© Sara McNulty



Silence does befall this place,
and in the night I see your face.
Every feature haunts my muddled mind
in the darkness of this room I find
your piercing eyes, your turned up nose…
these shadows offer no repose.

This stillness in my heart does ache
and I can tell, make no mistake
the love I carried, I carry still.
For surely I’ll carry you until
my own eyes finally close,
these shadows offer no repose.

But, until that fateful day
I’ll still have so much more to say
to fill the vacuum of this night
and keep your visage in my sight.
For in spite of how our ending goes,
these shadows offer no repose.

© Walter J. Wojtanik – 2016


ANNOUNCEMENT: Continuing in the tradition of this POETIC BLOOMINGS community, we will once again present the July Chapbook/Poem-A-Day Experience. A new prompt will be offered every day in the month of July (usually some Summer theme). At the end of the month we will begin to feature the assembled chapbooks of our poets for your enjoyment. The specific theme this year will be… you’ll have to wait and see.