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.
Today is the last day of Christmas, Epiphany, as I know it, and guess what we got from the Three Kings? Snow-- all 6 centimeters of it! The first of the season in these areas.
An inspirational poem for you today: Ebb & Flow no matter how much we try to prolong the day...
My first attempt at Gogyohka Poetry. We're talking Lullabies today. This lullaby is composed of star and moon dust. For you. Good night. Sweet dreams.
Some things, one never forgets, and that includes feelings and smells too. For me, Christmas smelled like apples and cinnamon and spices and home.
We're nearing the end of April, the end of poetry month. I'm feeling sad already. Thanks for reading my words. I will never know all the voices that stayed long enough for me to jot things down-- all those voices that spoke through me this month already. But somewhere in the words that precede me, I know that at least one voice carried my soul. And I hope at least one squeezed your heart. Let me know which one, please. Here's my confession:
Anna Nansi followed Ben into a house last week-- disregarding what her momma had told her-- and didn't like the experience. So, for this week, she's sticking to the basics: spinning and waiting. Who's this Anna Nansi? Please read to find out.
Selma's into poetry -- syllabic poetry! The forms I've chosen to share with you today feel as relaxing as when I'm with a knitting needle, counting stitches. That's what makes this form fun to write. I hope you enjoy them.