Landslides. Flooding. Lives have been lost. I happen to feel depressed about the havoc the rains have caused us here in Japan. The symbolism is strong. And I pray: More miracles, please.
My first (& second) American Sentence Poem. With scientific insight from the book, The Hidden Life Of Trees by Peter Wohlleben.
Written for WordPress January 7th #Bloganuary #prompt to write a short story or poem about #rain. I hope I'm not too late.
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.
Elegant sylph up highGrand receptacle;Espouser of light, ardor, and purity Salacious savvy starGolden deity Source of serene delightGracing earth tonightWith your internal glow you complement usSweet direct convergence September full…
A poem: Aye, but do you understand her chutzpah and gentility? Inspired by a lovely picture prompt.
Phoenix When you were still green behind the years, and self-righteous thoughts ruled, do you remember feeling like a phoenix endowed with mighty physical-strength? I know, right! But did you…
Here's a freestyle poem to release you from guilt and return you to purity. Today, I absolve you of everything and revert you to your true nature — Your Purity. Who am I to think I have such power? I’m a citizen of the world who cares, and this, I believe, grants me that power. I absolve You; You reclaim You! Keep reading...