Janice Canerdy is a retired high-school English teacher from Potts Camp, Mississippi. She says she has been writing poems for decades and especially enjoys writing rhymed, metered poems. Her poems and stories have appeared in several magazines and journals, including Indiana Voice Journal,
and others. She has been published in anthologies including those published by the Mississippi Poetry Society, the National Federation of State Poetry Societies, Whispering Angel Books, and Quill Books. My first book, Expressions of Faith (Christian Faith Publishing), was published in December 2016.
Black and White
A board of keys, all black and white,
can woo with sounds so sweet and light
or make us weep on cold, dark nights.
Our days aren't like those rows of keys,
all dark and light, all storm and breeze.
The highs, the lows, all else we seize.
They're life.
Enveloped
I've laid my blanket on the ground close to
the trunk of a majestic willow tree
I cherish. Now its long, green, wispy leaves,
which almost touch the ground, envelop me.
I watch them swaying in the gentle breeze
as I lie--silent, lost in pensive thought.
As one who feels that solitude can lead
to peace, I've found the perfect spot I sought.
I left my phone and watch at home today
but brought my pen and paper just in case
my muse shows up, inspiring thoughts in-tow,
to join me in this mesmerizing place.
Addicted
Please never say that I must choose
between caffeine and poetry.
Without them both, I’d surely lose
part of my creativity.
If told, “Pick one,” I shall refuse!
My love affairs with poetry
and caffeine started years ago—
just shy of half a century.
I love how rhymes and rhythm flow—
and coffee. All are dear to me!
Janice Canerdy
and others. She has been published in anthologies including those published by the Mississippi Poetry Society, the National Federation of State Poetry Societies, Whispering Angel Books, and Quill Books. My first book, Expressions of Faith (Christian Faith Publishing), was published in December 2016.
Black and White
A board of keys, all black and white,
can woo with sounds so sweet and light
or make us weep on cold, dark nights.
Our days aren't like those rows of keys,
all dark and light, all storm and breeze.
The highs, the lows, all else we seize.
They're life.
Enveloped
I've laid my blanket on the ground close to
the trunk of a majestic willow tree
I cherish. Now its long, green, wispy leaves,
which almost touch the ground, envelop me.
I watch them swaying in the gentle breeze
as I lie--silent, lost in pensive thought.
As one who feels that solitude can lead
to peace, I've found the perfect spot I sought.
I left my phone and watch at home today
but brought my pen and paper just in case
my muse shows up, inspiring thoughts in-tow,
to join me in this mesmerizing place.
Addicted
Please never say that I must choose
between caffeine and poetry.
Without them both, I’d surely lose
part of my creativity.
If told, “Pick one,” I shall refuse!
My love affairs with poetry
and caffeine started years ago—
just shy of half a century.
I love how rhymes and rhythm flow—
and coffee. All are dear to me!
Janice Canerdy