You Dot I’s, Cross T’s, Now Trace Your 8’s #TankaTuesday
8 lines 8 syllables no rhyme You may laugh at my reason. But here's to a Great Eight.
8 lines 8 syllables no rhyme You may laugh at my reason. But here's to a Great Eight.
Spring is surely coming. May everyone in all corners of the world see the colors of hope Spring brings. Hello March... Our prayers are with you, Ukraine.
March marches on in sprightly tones. Are you listening?
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*
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.
Remember how much you wanted to leave your small town when you were young? And when you finally did, what happened? Those memories, right?!
For the daily dose of inspiration today, the question is: What is your favorite part about yourself? The response is in the photos. Leave a comment with your answer too, please. Or a link with a photo. Thanks.
When you sport a crooked smile, get a wobble in your walk, quiver fevered, and shivers run down your spine, you need a breather. Hope this helps. xo
Written for Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge for which I chose A Classic Etheree AND A Reverse Etheree: One subject, unrhymed and with a title. Hope you enjoy it.
A short prose that resulted from The Book Thief by Markus Zusak I'm reading right now.