A limerick In your mind, watch me planting this seed That crowds out your thoughts like a weed; Now ask- Does he not regret What his off-rhymes beget? I just smirk... savoring this conceit. d'Verse poetics prompt: Weeds rule, OK? At d'Verse we were prompted to write weed-themed poems for 'Weed Appreciation Day', which falls… Continue reading Smugness, or: Conceit
Poetry Partners #179 'True Friends', a poem by Kriti of 'Life is Beauty' True friends are those Who see the pain in your eyes And never leave your side Whenever you need them Whatever be the time In the moment of despair Or in happy times They are never apart always in your heart They… Continue reading Weight in gold, or: Diamonds
A Shadorma yesterday most of Israel was on strike; leaving work, I passed parents and little children protesting this morning, despite warm sunshine and soft breeze wafting through my window, I feel worried, wary and worn out #TankaTuesday For Tanka Tuesday, Colleen has prompted us to write syllabic poems inspired by the view outside our… Continue reading Tomorrow, or: Never say never
A haibun Last week, unexpectedly, I had the privilege of participating in a two-day public speaking training. The workshop was intended for a limited number of fundraising employees who directly interact with donors, which definitely does not include the writing team. However, as one of my colleagues was unable to participate due to unfortunate health… Continue reading Opportunity, or: Onus
A 'Waltz Wave' in moments of upset, I remind myself to reach up with my mind's hand for the bright halo ~ my better self; and breathe steadily as I stretch up to it What do you see #179 For WDYS #179, Sadje offers us this computer-generated image by Axel Ruffini (Unsplash) of a multicolored… Continue reading Breathe deeply, or: Better self
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they continued their journey together; Sangeetha came up with a fun… Continue reading The Xtraverse, or: Creativity forms verses
Poem: With labored breaths she welcomes more The tired, the poor, the wretched to our shores But rusted chains now dangle from her torch The masses on the border won’t be allowed to cross Gun powder greetings, It’s ours not yours, the illusion is fleeting. Armed men on horseback deliver a chastening The people cried… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Fears of Freedom Lost’ by Nigel Byng
An American sentence: A girl in an apartment full of toys and books complains of boredom. Image credit: Greg Westfall What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of… Continue reading B, or: Ing
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