Did thine Savior truly say, Blessed are those who do not doubt me, Ere His mounting upon that skull-shaped hill? If so, then needs must be to Him I pray On a bended and shaky knee Begging for Him to bless me, still. For, while I have no doubt today That the Son of God … Continue reading Screwed
god's creation procreation fornication population isolation mass migration and starvation revelation supplication congregation holy nation manipulation inquisition forced conversion revolution constitution world solution institution goal dilution mass confusion and delusion mind erosion soul implosion greed explosion wealth variation truth evasion love deletion hate invasion new invention good intention no prevention from extension of construction to … Continue reading Devolution, Baby
764 Presentiment - is that long Shadow - on the Lawn - Indicative that Suns go down - The Notice to the startled Grass That Darkness is about to pass - *Admittedly, it's highly unlikely that Ms. Dickinson while sitting alone upstairs staring out her pondering window penned this pensive poem about Daylight Saving … Continue reading Emily Dickinson on Daylight Saving Time*
the last is the first to know that the first must needs be the last to be let go
I may occasionally write the junk, but rarely do I read it. And it is not because I don’t like it that I rarely read it... It’s because it, the really good stuff anyway, is so durn hard to read. I'm talking Poetry here... Poetry with a big, bold capital P. And it is so … Continue reading Poetry is for Girls
This is a poem that isn't But probably it could Even though it shouldn't And even if it were It more than likely wouldn't #anythingbutpoliticsrightnow
Many of the haiku and other poems in Short Verses & Other Curses were written as a therapeutic balm in response to my cancer. I don't know why or how I survived all that nonsense but I suspect writing the poems helped at least a little. Recent events make it seem to me that my … Continue reading Poetry Is My Balm
GLITTERS OF BLISS! by Priyanki If the clouds could come & give me a ride I would sit on them & sway away in delight And ask them to take me in their cozy coat Covering me all in the softness galore Ask them to take me in the world up away High up … Continue reading GLITTERS OF BLISS! | A Relating to Humans Poetry Feature
#happystpatricksday 'I am of Ireland, And the Holy Land of Ireland, And time runs on,' cried she. 'Come out of charity, Come dance with me in Ireland.' One man, one man alone In that outlandish gear, One solitary man Of all that rambled there Had turned his stately head. That is a long way … Continue reading I Am Of Ireland by William Butler Yeats
Somehow I managed not to share this (age is a possible factor) very kind recommendation for Poems from the River that was posted by our good friend at Chronicles of a Blogaholic, who, with her daily musings and photography, brings us all a little bit of sunshine and happiness.
“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought
and the thought has found words.”
There’s a blogger I’ve been following since I began my blog. He’s one of the first bloggers that found my blog and liked one of my posts.
Ever since that day, I’ve been following him daily. His stories and photographs are an inspiration.
Last week I ordered his book of poetry, Poems from the River, which arrived yesterday. His collection of poems are tender and beautifully written.
If you’re interested in visiting Kurt’s blog and buying his book, please check him out at: Kurt Brindley. I believe Kurt Brindley is and will become quite a prolific poet.
The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe (published on this day in 1845) Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. … Continue reading “The Raven” – Read by the Master of Mystery and Scare
Another day has passed Another year has passed And, woe, others shall pass anon Who amongst us needs such a curse As that which forever to us will elude As that which forever to us will delude Yea, instead, choose to seek thine peace In that which shan't ne'er forsake For 'tis thy present ~~~~ … Continue reading Kicking the Year Off – Write: Poetry
If I had a bit more courage and a lot more scholarship, I would have discussed the similarities and differences between a haiku poem and a senryū poem in the introduction of my newly released book of poetry Short Verses & Other Curses: Haiku, Senryū, Tanka & Other Poetic, Artistic, & Photographic Miscellany. However, seeing … Continue reading Haiku, Senryū, and the Subtleties In Their Similarities and Differences
The bare limbs scratching at the aching dawn -- It's not that... Is it?
it's funny, life is we are so busy living we forget to live Let's Send The Year Out In Poetic Style See Newsletter Love (007-15) for details Must be a subscriber to participate
restricted we are not by laws or by limits but by self alone
the ocean of sky is sailed by such lovely arks lo! the moon embarks
distance redefines impressions fade over time beauty lingers on
that which would be missed that which would be desired just let it all go
beyond the creek's bend sight unseen still it must flow but how do we know