There's a corollary between life and death and I attempt to express its relationship in today's poems. Hope you see what I mean. Enjoy.
I've learned to appreciate the nudge that prompts elicit, so I hope you're coaxed into trying out this photo prompt that I present to you through LynnMcKPhotography today. Enjoy A Prayer.
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Spring has Sprung and spring poetry is blooming everywhere. Especially at Tanka Tuesday's Word Craft. Please take a look. Also, I wish to post my book review here for the Art of Crafting Syllabic Poetry.
A poem: Aye, but do you understand her chutzpah and gentility? Inspired by a lovely picture prompt.
When the answers sound like questions and they seem to make no sense, know that you're not alone. Some things are not meant to make sense. Just take a moment to think of this: the mightiest of mountains, brightest of stars; earthworms, eggplants, and slugs-- all protons, neutrons, electrons. Just like you! That's what matters.
A Poem to bring awareness to how we all get that sunken feeling that could land us in the bottom -- in depression, stressed out, lost-- lest we keep balance on pressure.