This Organic Thing Is A Living, Breathing Organism With Light
Organic, as in no pesticides, herbicides and not genetically modified: there's nothing grander. Enjoy my first viewing of 2022 Sakura blooms.
Organic, as in no pesticides, herbicides and not genetically modified: there's nothing grander. Enjoy my first viewing of 2022 Sakura blooms.
Bare trees wink and murmur sweet poetry to me. Do your remember this one: ... A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in Summer wear A nest of robins in her hair..." Joyce Kilmer.
I was gifted a poem from that place from whence poems come. It's to raise global awareness. I will not fight the way this one turned out, but if you have better ideas, would you kindly share them with me? I want to learn. Thanks. xoxo
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.
This poem titled "Impermanence" is about our Moon nearing the melting point. A sad reality for all. The only thing that could save us is if we change our ways and think more seriously about our carbon footprints. I hope you like it.
All those constructs that restrict, all those 'social norms' that hold us back. May we find fortitude to chisel them away. In nibbles, perhaps.
"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?
Like a daydream, the day was idyllic and in my mind, I could have passed it with The Little Prince. The sky was lovely today, perfect for daydreaming indeed.
Remember how much you wanted to leave your small town when you were young? And when you finally did, what happened? Those memories, right?!