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Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Grab this poem this winter's evening it's a gift
Gifts for a Winter's Evening
This place—silver, cold,
frightened all the
elves away,
they like to play.
My sister's tall and thin
like winter wind
There was a place for her but not within
The suburbs but the furs
Here in Glenora.
Wait for a new year,
We can tell her
By the faery lights across her falling
on her icy face like stars and then
they warm her neglected soul like
concrete pierced by years of wear.
He is strong and won her and
the safe white house.
So happy.
She likes to play
but I will give my sister
ginger tea and cookies;
Lewis Carroll and a poem
As though I, too, were wealthy,
somehow a partner in a faery firm
of miscreants.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
POEM ON LINKY BLOG
Hey look everybody… I responded to one of the Linky Blog tips and
Brent put my poem and link right on the tip for every reader to see. He
told me he has done that on several tips for people who have responded
with a good suggestion or addition to the
tip.
Brent said: "Write a poem. Don't immediately dismiss this idea.
Poems might sound a little cheesy to most folks but there are such a wide variety of them you should not immediately dismiss the idea. You can write a poem or find one that already exists.
Poems can be beautiful and inspiring, gut wrenching and tear-jerking, or hilarious. You can often find poems related to just about any topic that are just silly and fun.
Harness the power of Google and see if you can find a poem, limerick, or rhyme that would give your readers a smile or something to think about.Here's a poem by Kenna McKinnon she wrote in response to this tip (visit Brent's blog here):Faeries whispered in my earMy fingers flew on a brand new postWhat fun to write a rhyme, they saidTo read and laugh and love and toast."
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