Today is a national holiday in Japan, in celebration of all young people turning 20 years old this year. Today, each city celebrates their young and if you ever wish…
May the first days of the new year help us to form patters for how we wish to grow: in awe, hope, gratitude, and optimism. xo.
ArkquainSyllablic: 1/2/3/4 5/7/7/5 4/3/2/1The two 7-syllable lines, must use end rhyme.Poetry Forms one'notherand then morebring warm fuzziesfrom far away lands--U.S, U.K, New Zealand,Spain, Greece, Belize, and Finlandjubilant treasurescome to remindit's Christmas'round theworld ***…
Of cobwebs, windmills, and fragments. Poetry for dVerse.
The poem in this post is the basis for the Christmas carol "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day." I hope you enjoy knowing the backstory. May Peace and Goodwill prevail.
All Rights Reserved © Selma Martin 2021 Folklore inspired by a grasshopper that landed on my head. A red-legged, pale grasshopper, her life’s purpose completed, came to say ‘sayonara’ to me, and I saw beauty in the encounter: how beautiful this cycle accepted with reverence. May we learn more from these fragile creatures whose offspring we'll see in the summer.
All right reserved to Selmamartin.com May the climax of the year that is autumn, melt your heart with warmth, life, and restoration.
© 2021 selmamartin.com All rights reserved. This is what I’ll do when I grow old. Poetry.
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
© 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.
© 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 justness” and that “a comparison becomes a conceit when we are made to concede likeness while being strongly conscious of unlikeness." Wow. I wonder how I did...