A nonsense poem is what I was going for: something like Jabberwocky, you know. But this is what resulted. For sure, I'm no Lewis Carroll, or Mary Oliver. I'm just Selma and I don't need saving. *wink*
Do you know any nobodies? People that manage to whisper the words you feel unfit to speak/write? Let me tell you of one nobody I know. She wrote of universal 'feels' that reflect back at me. Childhood. Please enjoy.
Thanks for coming. I wish you miracles.
The rain brought me something I wouldn't have discovered on my own. A Victorian poem that rolled beautifully from my tongue: The Lady of Shalott. See what you think.
"One's writing is a kind of mirror of one's self," wrote Mary Oliver in A Poetry Handbook. Does this apply even to magnetic poetry, I wonder? Writers, what are your thoughts?
What’s your year animal? Don’t know? Find your zodiac sign in the link. Mine's a symbol of strength, exorcising evils, and braveness. And if you'd never known a Tiger before, now you do. Tsk, tsk, be on the lookout for amazing things this year.
A short prose that resulted from The Book Thief by Markus Zusak I'm reading right now.
Christmas is magic and Christmas is love. Here's a story of how my heart grew a few inches that Christmas a long time ago.
Our greatest challenge today: to witness the injustice and not let it consume our inner light. And to still find something to be grateful for. For that, we must sit still and just listen.
What an apt last prompt at dVerse: A Kwansaba poem in praise of family --I love it. Thanks. I wish you all Joyous Celebrations and the company of people you love to share it.
I'm ashamed of how long I dragged my feet with this book. I hope you forgive me, and in the same breath want to invite you to read my story of discovery and vulnerability in this book review. Kudos to the author of Victorine: A book that I will forever hold dear.
If you're feeling sad today, I wish to offer you a little wisdom I gathered from a sunflower today. Know you're not alone and perk up in the knowledge that Sunflowers do grow in winter. Happy Holidays, my friends.