GloPoWriMo 2023, Day 11– So It Goes, So It Goes
Tuning in to the right radio station: Don't touch that dial... so it goes, and so it goes.
Tuning in to the right radio station: Don't touch that dial... so it goes, and so it goes.
Let's pretend I know how to write a sea shanty. #napowrimo2023 #seashanty
Wellaneba! This exercise took me into a nightmare state, like when I had a fever as a child. In my delirium, I hallucinated. This twenty little poetry project felt like that to me. Good or bad? Hard to say... It wowed me.
A sonnet for you on day seven of NaPoWriMo, friends. It's about our attachments to things more than about a hat. I hope you find the sonnet to your liking. Happy Writing and reading.
Today's prompt is much larger than me! I felt right away I was witnessing something beautiful. And I remembered Mary Oliver... Then decided to return to a previous prompt I missed. Please read. Off prompt #napowrimo #glopowrimo
Yesterday's post: I Will Not Yield Today's post: I Yielded -- Please come to read my second triolet. Thanks. Or scroll down to view my spring photos.
My first triolet-- I like it. Today, let me tell you about the place I will not yield/surrender, even if that place is only in memory now. Happy Writing.
Select a shortish poem you like, and rewrite each line, replacing each word (or as many words as you can) with words that mean the opposite. I consulted with Mr. Blake on this one. Hope you like it.
Happy first day of NaPoWriMo 2023, dear friends. Hope you're ready to start your engines. Let's do this. Huzzah!
If you're wondering why winter has had a tight grip on our weather this year, I'm here to shed some light. And to assure you, spring is right around the corner. Greek mythology.
“Oh, Spring is surely coming. Her couriers fill the air; Each morn are new arrivals, Each night her ways prepare, I scent her fragrant garment, her foot is on the stair.” ~ John Burroughs