Poetics: Left in the Lurch
Written for Dora, the host for poetics at dVerse this week. I stayed up yearning through the night.giving prominence to your charmsthe way your steps remind that youare used to…
Written for Dora, the host for poetics at dVerse this week. I stayed up yearning through the night.giving prominence to your charmsthe way your steps remind that youare used to…
Happy New Year, everyone. Today's post, like recent events that have brought meback to my computer days before I'd intended to return, is written for Kim at dVerse.Thank you, Kim,…
"No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds..." – No! by Thomas Hood I'm a great fan of November: Yes-November! #dVerse
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.
The town school I went to was near the sea, and our spelling bees usually took place outdoors to accommodate a worthy audience. What was your experience like?
All Rights Reserved © Selma Martin 2021 It's not easy to do, but try to stay the course even in the midst of hardships. How? By choosing to live in the moment. Hope you enjoy this one.
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.
Fear and Celebrating, both healthy traditions observed at Samhain. Happy Halloween, my friends.