What can I say?
Where do I begin?
As I sit outside in my backyard watching my little Bella play in the snow.
I’m trying to find the words..
Carefully she remembers how her trust had been broken
Ever since that day, her life was unspoken
Love was something, she decided, she was now over
Every relationship was included family, friend, and lover
She understands that this is not truly living
Therefore transparency is what she must start giving
I say this to you because all is well
As long as she doesn’t go back into her shell
Love is the final answer and it must prevail.
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and then, suddenly, you knew it would be alright.
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For Writing 201: Poetry Day #9
Today’s form: concrete poetry Today’s device: anaphora/epistrophe I took a previously posted poem and revamped it for this assignment.
I saw thee
By the tree
Looking at thee
With such glee
Could it be
That you see
The God in me
Just a little Sunday poetry of sorts 😉 (more…)
Just a poem to the constant bombardment of lies on the idiot box that’s called a television. It’s a device with a purpose and contrary to popular belief; it is not entertainment.
We have been acquainted with each other for some time now. My whole life, to be exact. In the beginning, I could not wait until you arrived, because it meant a few things. School break and Christmas gifts with a lot of food to devour. (more…)
Day #4 Wiring 201 Poetry class Today, we were to write a poem about the imperfect nature of someone or something.
Here is my installment to this assignment. (more…)
This is a scenario being played out in my head before I decide to answer a very simple question. Since, my daughter always says that I over think things. She may have a point.
For Writing 201: Poetry Day #9 Today’s form: concrete poetry Today’s device: anaphora/epistrophe I took a previously posted poem and revamped it for this assignment. Click the link to read the complete poem
Day #2 in Writing 201: Poetry we are to create a new poem style in the form of a acrostic/simile. Here is my attempt. (more…)
As you try to digest my Method To The Madness below. In our writing 201:Poetry course we were to write a an Ode with the added touch of metaphors. In order to that I went through a few prompts of my own: Qualities to cover? What is it that allows? What is it that says? What it feels like? Resolution? This is what I came up with. The interesting thing that has happened during this process is that I have thought up some clever metaphors in my head, then when it came to transcribe them, my mind was a desert. go figure. (more…)
In our first Writing 201: Poetry assignment we are to write a Haiku in the form of Alliteration. So here is my attempt at this assignment. Haiku? #BlessYou 😉
you waited too late to try to find yourself. Life isn’t so forgiving by the time you hit you 30s. you have children that NEED you now and your decisions should be made based on them. I know that I make this look easy, but TRUST that I have paid my dues. I have been conditioned to survive and continue the movement. Embrace our similarities but please understand my difference. (more…)
Deliciously abundant was the sweet tasting aroma of utter defeat
Thoust made her a stranger to love, respect and truth
For it lies deeply rooted in her decaying tooth
This will make survival hard for her to eat (more…)
These words in my head are held captive. I’ve tried to free them for days. Well, that’s not entirely truthful, I’ve tried for as long as I can remember. I’m not sure when this battle began, and I’m not sure how I lost. All I do know (more…)
Past regrets became Past Forgets
So, Regret to Forget the past
Then Forget to Regret the last
Because one life is all we get (more…)
I was sitting here trying to write a paper for my Art class on music and while my mind wandered about I thought of this poem and decided to hurry up and jot it down before I lost it. Here it is. Enjoy. (more…)
This is a must see video for all who struggle daily with the mind and the world that surrounds us. Alan Watts breaks it down so simply.