October 30: I am . . . #OctPoWriMo #Writober

In One Ear and Out the Other by Maria L. Berg 2020

Last night, I framed one of my fabricglass pieces. It was so nice to wake up to the sun shining through it.


Spotlight Poem from OctPoWriMo Day 29

I enjoyed the imagery in Rallentanda’s poem

Poetry prompt Today’s OctPoWriMo prompt is I am . . .


I am a filter
a sponge, a sea cucumber
transforming the discarded

I am a creator
a silkworm, an orb weaver
stitching new dimensions

I am a canvas
a cuttlefish, a chameleon
changing hues and patterns with each discovery

I am a seer
an eagle, a hawk
watching patiently for movement

I am a tome
an elephant, a whale
heavy with memory and wonder

My fabricglass piece from outside


For today’s visual prompt, I chose this image by Jakub Rozalski

micro-story : When the war ended, the meka warriors were left wandering the toxic borderlands. Always on alert, they were avoided by all but the suicidal and insane.

#NaPoWriMo Day 2: A Place in Space

fabricglass textile art by Maria L. Berg

Broken (2006) fabricglass textile art by Maria L. Berg

Today’s prompts inspired me to pull one of the pieces I made after Hurricane Katrina out of the closet and take some pictures of it. The place in the space between the two figures represents a playhouse and a greenhouse separated by an entire country.

Blogging A to Z

Since today has a theme of place and space, I found some musical terms with that theme in mind for my “B” words:

Busker – a person who plays music on the street

Baffle – A free hanging acoustical sound absorbing unit. Normally suspended vertically in a variety of patterns to introduce absorption into a space to reduce reverberation and noise levels.

Bailecito – small dance


Prompt: “write a poem about a specific place — a particular house or store or school or office.”

The resource for today led me to an interesting website Poets House. Since my internet was too slow to load the PDF recommended, I explored what else the website offered and was happy to discover Poetry Trading Cards which they paired with archived readings by the poets on the cards. What a great idea. Maybe later, in the middle of the night when all of my neighbors are asleep, my internet will work better and I can enjoy the Digital Chapbook Collection. It looks wonderful.

PAD Challenge

Prompt: write a space poem

Today, the two prompts fit together, in my mind, which creates a nice theme.

The poem

Finally, A Place of Bounty

The big house
an imagined paradise
made prison by heartbreak and circumstance
long before mandated isolation

With a beautiful view
now masked by clouds
fickle weather creates an excitement
that doesn’t deter mating water foul

Hail bounces off the grass
its black patches of dead moss
blemishes to evidence Dad’s last visit
surrounded by early dandelions and heather

Since my tragic arrival so long ago
I have saved this place from self-destruction
by tree root-blocked septic, rusted water heater,
spraying pipes that give up, so much water

As if my drowning
could manifest in a house
But now, as the world joins me
I want for nothing

I open a closet and find
the fun and forgotten
I haven’t hoarded; I can’t afford it
But what I hid from myself surprises