Submissions for TINYWORDS 19.2 and a Writing Prompt
Olivier Schopfer’s poem “sunlight on a crow’s wings” closed out another issue of TINYWORDS. Now is your chance. The submission window for TINYWORDS 19.2 opened on August 1.
The entire month of August is the time to send us your small poems or brief haibun for the new issue of TINYWORDS 19.2. We have already received quite a few submissions. Thank you.
Sending work to TINYWORDS is a simple two-step process. Just check out our Guidelines and click on the Submissions Page from Aug. 1 through Aug. 31, 2019. One month window, as usual.
To keep things interesting while we work on the new issue, we present a photo in search of a poem. This image of an abandoned church in a field is the current challenge. Why not pen a tiny original poem or two in response to this glimpse of the past or is it present or maybe future? Leave your best efforts in the comment box below and the TINYWORDS editorial team will share the best of the best in TINYWORDS 19.2, due out in late September 2019.
Thanks again for dropping by. We look forward to reading what you have to say.
August 16th, 2019 at 9:43 am
around and around
the abandoned church
path without end
August 16th, 2019 at 11:38 am
a cross
in the horizon
someone i used to know
August 16th, 2019 at 12:15 pm
halo sun
the young sing hallelujah
into the night
August 16th, 2019 at 12:56 pm
toy chapel waiting
for the boy who left it there
he is now a man
August 16th, 2019 at 6:05 pm
Ogallala corn
steeple without a prayer
hoping for rainbows
August 16th, 2019 at 6:07 pm
Scarecrow sanctuary
last relic of communion
Bots farm the prairie
August 17th, 2019 at 2:57 am
circling around
to futile issues …
empty soul
August 17th, 2019 at 2:59 am
ghost church …
a circle of fears
in my mind
August 17th, 2019 at 8:22 am
wind rumors
an abandoned church
empty vessel
August 17th, 2019 at 6:43 pm
abandoned church
an old rugged cross
atop the steeple
August 17th, 2019 at 6:45 pm
abandoned church
bird song
lifts the rafters
August 18th, 2019 at 8:36 am
a thread of telephone line
pulling the past
over the horizon
August 18th, 2019 at 2:07 pm
homophonic
church music
of the birds
August 18th, 2019 at 3:11 pm
where people
once worshipped
families of mice
August 18th, 2019 at 10:43 pm
helter skelter
left on the fence
a tattered mat
August 19th, 2019 at 6:05 am
at the bottom of the tank a monument to man
August 20th, 2019 at 6:00 am
organ base notes
the wind still cries
Mary
August 20th, 2019 at 6:02 am
strange stillness . . .
so many believe
in crop circles
August 20th, 2019 at 6:04 am
old scarecrow field stubble becomes a small mouse
August 20th, 2019 at 7:04 am
unharvested-
all those prayers
swirling around
August 20th, 2019 at 10:30 am
GMO's
monoculture–what price
for these sins?
August 20th, 2019 at 10:36 am
under His eye
the round-about ways
of errant priests
August 21st, 2019 at 6:44 pm
a timeless power
our ancestor's prayers
infuse sacred land
August 22nd, 2019 at 6:58 am
stained glass window
she asks what year
god was born
August 22nd, 2019 at 8:09 pm
415 ppm
the Anasazi, too
prayed for rain
August 22nd, 2019 at 10:57 pm
the crop still bowing to the Holy Ghost
August 25th, 2019 at 6:53 am
cornfield
its endless tasseling
with the sky
August 25th, 2019 at 12:55 pm
a sound
from heaven
church in the field
August 27th, 2019 at 9:11 am
Crop circle church
Aliens meet God
No one knows
August 27th, 2019 at 4:06 pm
only the sky
attends
this old church
only wild grass
to whisper
a prayer
who but birds
sing
in the choir?
August 28th, 2019 at 11:05 pm
layer by layer
a sermon
losing track
August 29th, 2019 at 1:53 am
desolate church
woodworms nibbling
olden confessions
August 29th, 2019 at 1:54 am
stuttering
I save my confession
for the casket
August 30th, 2019 at 10:30 am
something in the grass
tracks toward infinity—
church waits in silence
August 30th, 2019 at 5:26 pm
two crosses mark emphemeral architecture, entombed among corn
and cornflower blue sky and
crumbling to eternity.
August 30th, 2019 at 5:53 pm
left behind
in a crop circle
an empty church
August 30th, 2019 at 5:55 pm
in a whorl of earth sky a hollow church
August 30th, 2019 at 6:12 pm
dropping popcorn he mutters jesus
August 30th, 2019 at 6:14 pm
hallowed ground a sea of corn
August 30th, 2019 at 6:17 pm
almost overgrown temple food for thought
August 30th, 2019 at 6:21 pm
all prays for rain this little church my heart
August 30th, 2019 at 9:15 pm
eroded motte
bailey of weeds –
faith reaching for heaven
August 30th, 2019 at 9:26 pm
always the doubter
even a photo of the church
seems fabricated
August 30th, 2019 at 9:43 pm
in a whorl of earthsky a hollow church
August 30th, 2019 at 10:21 pm
eroded motte
bailey of weeds-
faith still reaching for heaven
September 13th, 2019 at 4:59 am
anonymity-
the entire sky balanced
atop a steeple
September 13th, 2019 at 7:33 am
season
after season
circling the field
cultivating
his faith