I Will Be Flower #TankaTuesday
Β© 2021 selmamartin.com All rights reserved. This is what Iβll do when I grow old. Poetry.
Β© 2021 selmamartin.com All rights reserved. This is what Iβll do when I grow old. Poetry.
All Rights Reserved. https://selmamartin.com/ Because... "It (a poem) never asks a crumb of us in return." Emily Dickinson (I think)
All Rights Reserved Β© Selma Martin 2021 I hope that my friend in Australia and all who read this delight in the silliness of the poem. Happy Spring, Kate. xo
Do me a favor, rebloggers, reblog this one. Thanks. I'm learning to navigate the blogger sphere as well. Let's help each other and make courtesy and kindness attractive again. Mutual respect, remember? xo
Β© 2021 selmamartin.com (exclusively) Show me proper courtesy if you wish to reblog this, and ask for written permission to repost. Thank you. Do you have a Halloween poem that you wrote and failed to publish? Then I guess that poem is bullying your shadow. Let's do something about that.
These things I remember, and I remember them well: Father brought us white Christmases to revel and to boast, and Mother brought us Christmases to last forever.
Β© 2021 selmamartin.com All rights reserved. I ask for mutual respect. I'd like you to taste the rainbow of earth tones: umber, ochre, sienna, and gold, as we tuck Mother Earth and wish her happy slumbers. #callToEarth
Birthdays are special-- even to Mermaids. How do you think they celebrate?
Β© 2021 selmamartin.com (exclusively) Show me proper courtesy if you wish to reblog this, and ask for written permission to repost. Thank you. This is what I learned today: "a Conceit is a comparison whose ingenuity is more striking than its justnessβ and that βa comparison becomes a conceit when we are made to concede likeness while being strongly conscious of unlikeness." Wow. I wonder how I did...
This post is inspired by the "It's not easy being green: other things to consider" quotes by Jim Henson. With a Senryu and Pixabay photos, I hope to add value to you today. And I hope these words reach our COP26 leaders. Amen.
Collaborating with Experiments in Fiction Website, where exists a bodega of chilling posts that would otherwise be roaming the blogger-sphere like zombies. Join in for the festive sonnet bonanza you will not soon forget.
There were far too many complaints from mothers of young children about this 1949 movie-- namely this 3+ minutes scene. Perhaps you too were one of those kids? Well, then this will bring you nostalgic chills. Just don't show it to the kids.