Tag: poetry

  • The Thing I do Best is Now the Thing I Do FIRST

    Shifting Priority I have decided to change my priority without worrying about inferiority or the ways of the majority. No longer will I pretend to put domestic concerns ahead of my life’s purpose — Writing! Back in the day any writing I did was secondary, or confined to the secretary’s desk. For a housewife back then…

  • A Word to the Wise

    Why Blog? All it takes to write in a Blog Is a Writer who is a Blogger and a Reader who reads Blogs. If someone is reading that Blog –even if the blog is about nothing then all the components are there: the Blogger blogs, and the Reader reads. And IF he is reading, and she is…

  • grand central station draft

    the grand central station of the universe souls of the travelers lost in time waiting eternally for their Lost Ones waiting for the other shoe to drop searching for the One that has come and gone taking along the tattered and lonely souls and broken hearts existing on the edge and biding their time in…

  • Grand Central Station of the Universe

    This is one of four photo images suggested for my Writing101 class, Word Press Blogging University.  The assignment was to choose a photo that reminds us of something, and to write about it.  I was in my living room, working on my little Kindle Fire–which I love, although it is not really helpful to me when…

  • Generosity!!! Reblogged from Autumn Ambles … with The Bride

    Originally posted on Autumn Ambles: Abundance! No fairer lass there ever be Than Generosity, Her comeliness for all to see, Sans animosity – Patent felicity!  © Meanderings 2015

  • Cycle of Red

    CYCLE OF RED Maple tree dressed in Red remember the warm days of Fall dream forward to Spring when new buds have unfolded and Green leaves look forward to Red.

  • Direct Line

    The Moon, far away as it is bright dims the brighter light of the stars My eye sight follows the path of that light passing the light-years between Knowing full well the facts of the Moonlight reflecting the light of the Sun, it nevertheless leads me to imagine that the Moon makes its own light…

  • Soul Reverie

    I like a rhyme that curls the toes and mists the brow telling a tale as fresh as tomorrow that comes in a dream but is real and chills the heat of the restless kiss, escaping a lover’s lips. Nothing spoken caresses the impact on the senses like a passionate poem with soul-filled stanzas I…

  • Namesake

    Some have a sailing ship named for them, with duly lauded verse Others have a baby relative named in their honor, for better or worse For me they named a hurricane Patricia…and I’m simply blown away (with apologies to Mexico…)

  • When–Be Specific

    Day 9 Writing 201,Poetry: Cold, Found Poetry, Epistrophe/Amaphora I didn’t do the “found poetry” part of the assignment yet.                                          BE SPECIFIC Once in awhile I think of the song “Once in Awhile.” Once in awhile I say hello to someone I see only once in awhile. Once in awhile it is “Now and Then” WHEN?…