Three Choices: Poetics #dVerse
Three choices I present to you today, Only three; more than three is surplus. Which school of thought is close to your heart? Will one sag you, will one edify you, will one fit?
Three choices I present to you today, Only three; more than three is surplus. Which school of thought is close to your heart? Will one sag you, will one edify you, will one fit?
This post is of the time I partnered with the wonderful David of The Skeptic's Kaddish. Giving the poem another airing. Please enjoy.
Here, I offer you a string of shadorma (shadormae?) with a whimsy story for many more starry nights. Written for Tanka Tuesday, Ekphrastic Week.
got twittles in my basket stars in the Michelin Guide Basque and I will profit this foodie's satisfied Find out more, join the party & get your twittles on.
No words, just wonderment... "Where flowers bloom so does hope."~ Lady Bird Johnson Quote.
To arrive at a better future, we must transcend through the facade of pretense & view from a new angle with intent for inner peace to descend: for our children's future. So brace yourself for the world upgrade. Mindset, Insight, Poetry.
I want to show you my lovely Tibouchina that's blooming alongside the black-eyed Susans. My fave colors in the yard. Oh yes, and an invented poetry form called Octelle. Hope you enjoy the poem. Happy Summering.
It's only August, but already I'm dreaming of migrating birds. Wishing them a safe return or visit to warm climes. And did you know this about their V formation? Perhaps we could learn how our energy is an asset. We, homo sapiens, are amazing too.
Awareness of the pleasantness of the moment makes for a day of here-spent hours. Let's be the peace we’re wishing for, the change we all need. As thoughts whizz through our thinker, let's think world peace.
Because life and woman are metaphors for resilience-- the power that lives-- she overcomes struggles. Life and woman are! And we help our world to heal. A Book Review
A past, scars, and embarrassment-- we all have them. So when that carousel of dreams comes along, bearing sepia photos, heed the call. Count your blessings and surrender.