morning waits for youuntethered, open-armeddawn will deny the darkness Hosting the Quadrille prompt at dVerse Poets Pub. The word I have chosen to include in your 44 word poem is “tangle” or any derivative of the word. Doors open at 3 p.m. Feel free to join in. Image: Michelle ...
As it stands for now, the poem poses little challenge in terms of its formal aspects: it loosely paraphrases the well-known biblical story of the Israelites' flight from Egypt across the open waters of the Red Sea and their persecution by Phar- aoh's army, who are then crushed by the ...
wind. The other Greek word for wind,pneuma,means also spirit. In Gothic we find the same word inus-anan, to breathe out, and in Latinan-helare, to pant. In Old High German,spiritus sanctuswas rendered byatun, breath. In Arabic, wind isrīh, andrūhis soul, spirit. Thre is a quit...
For the moment, I am at rest. I own the ground upon which I sit. I am fully provisioned and no enemies appear on my immediate horizon. I am well aware that this is an illusion, but choose to pretend in the moment, that all is well. Now in my fifties, my ambitions are modest. ...
Love is a poem, a poet, poetic; love is poetry, in eMotion. Love gives hope, love brings joy, love shows grace; love is amazing. Love is an eagle, a sparrow, a dove; love has wings. Love has height, love has depth, love has breadth; love has perspective. Love is an ocean, ...
Questions that are none of my business to ask, and yet my duty to ask. Tom is gone. He is no longer here. Except for what he left behind, including people who loved him, like me. The poem “Funeral Blues” by W.H. Auden explores how earth shattering death is in stark, unbearable...
As it turned out, I had a chance to try out that advice with a poem I was working on. I usually do try to write the poem down and work on it as much as I can at the time, which isn’t always possible. At some point, I usually leave them to stew for a bit to return to ...
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my purse for the money. I was going to buy 7 bags to take home so there would be enough for all of the children to enjoy. As I was digging in my purse, the lady inside the restaurant called out, “Who are you buying that for?” I replied that I wanted to take it back for ...