April is poetry awareness month. Poetry gets a bad rap. Why? Why do people hate poetry so much? According to Medium.com, here are their top 6 reason why people hate poetry: It’s old/ dead. It’s nerdy. It’s elitist, snobbish, stuck-up, or exclusive. It’s boring. It’s hard. It never really interested Thank you for reading. HaveContinue reading “poetry awareness month”
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Passion
Passion can be defined in many ways. It runs deep within our veins. ~ Passion can be toward many objects. Music, art, words, places, spaces, people, or things. ~ Passion can run wild. Like a mountain stream just after the rain. ~ Passion can be a lovers embrace. Hot, wet bodies intertwined. ~ Passion, neverContinue reading “Passion”
Useless: a haiku
Less? Worthless! Useless!Oxygen thief! Move over!Others are in need! 🌏 I was listening to a video on YouTube the other day by Alux.com and they used the phrase ‘oxygen thief’. It’s been sitting in my iPhone notes, waiting for the right moment to come out and play. My readers might see this again. 😉
The bubble machine: a haiku
Dream: poetry slam
In my dream, a group of us were at a poetry slam. Never been to one but I’ve seen them on t.v. The group I was with was indifferent. One impatient. Another member of our group kept trying to get ‘impatient’ to enjoy. A young lady with flowers in her hair approached me and withContinue reading “Dream: poetry slam”
Daily prompt 1886
WordPress says I answered the daily prompt. If I did, it was in my sleep. I have learned that if you add a seasonal reference to a haiku it’s call a kigo. SPRING
Happy day; a haiku
Come play
I do declare It’s not polite to stare ~ The depth of my soul Is not, has never been – whole ~ There are pieces with names that are plain You may even call sane ~ There are pieces with faces That lead to far away places ~ On your journey, create many markers YouContinue reading “Come play”
Gratitude
I ate an amazing dinner. So many people don’t. ~ I got to hang out with amazing company. So many people don’t. ~ I got in my little car to drive. So many people don’t. ~ I got to go home. So many people don’t. ~ I got to crawl into a good warm bed.Continue reading “Gratitude”
Drink
Drink, from a well that never runs dry. Drink, from a cistern in the sky. ~ Drink, your hearts desire. Drink, from that angelic choir. ~ Drink. *Bois d’ arc aka Lions Mane, A poetic conversation, 2024. http://ozarkwaterpal.com
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