Brokenhearted: Emotional ABCs
Get schooled, poetically, in the ABCs of Emotion continue with broken hearts. Continue reading Brokenhearted: Emotional ABCs
Category: Sonnet
Apologize
A note in a sonnet about some things going on. Continue reading Apologize
Emotional ABCs: Anger
Get schooled, poetically, in the ABCs of Emotion, starting with Anger. Continue reading Emotional ABCs: Anger
a way with words
a way with words* *a collaboration with Annie from What the Woman Wrote stop by Annie’s blog to read grateful notes, poetic gems whose facets sparkle with truth and inspiring posts that will motivate you to chase your dreams. a way with words cursor flashes words appear like magic distance shortens, longing for each letter spaces ‘tween words where meaning’s lost–tragic this void, nothingness, heart starts to falter stutters to a stop until words appear they wake the soul, begin to show the way back to where love’s words once did appear. hope returns, prepared for a brand new day … Continue reading a way with words
Curse Breaker | Consolation
Curse Breaker | Consolation “You want to hear a story?” Sarn asked his son. Ran nodded, surprised at the offer. Usually Miren read him stories since Miren could read and Sarn couldn’t. So pleased was Ran by this offer that he didn’t see the trap it represented. He accepted his stuffed bear and snuggled as close he could to his father, despite the layers of cloth muffling him, believing that he’d gotten his way. Sarn fought a smile and lost, at least he’d done one thing right tonight. “Let me tell you about Shayari’s Queen.” Read the rest in Curse … Continue reading Curse Breaker | Consolation
Curse Breaker | Consolation
Curse Breaker | Consolation “You want to hear a story?” Sarn asked his son. Ran nodded, surprised at the offer. Usually Miren read him stories since Miren could read and Sarn couldn’t. So pleased was Ran by this offer that he didn’t see the trap it represented. He accepted his stuffed bear and snuggled as close he could to his father, despite the layers of cloth muffling him, believing that he’d gotten his way. Sarn fought a smile and lost, at least he’d done one thing right tonight. “Let me tell you about Shayari’s Queen.” Read the rest in Curse … Continue reading Curse Breaker | Consolation
Beloved*: A Collaboration
Beloved* A collaboration with Carol from WritersDream9.Wordpress.com Carol is a skilled poet who excels at crafting haikus, haibuns and tankas that read like a Japanese master penned them. She also creates short fiction, longer poems and haigas of breath-stealing breadth and beauty. She has set her sights on a form I know and love: the sonnet. Together she and I have woven a sonnet about those nearest to our hearts but farthest from our sides. Beloved An incomplete life, one rife with endings, Promises broken, days that are not spent Leaving relatives broken and lending Ears to listen for her voice from heav’n sent … Continue reading Beloved*: A Collaboration
Stars Dance – A Kyrielle Sonnet
Stars Dance – a Kyrielle Sonnet Stars dance to music of the spheres within dark energy’s ballroom swaying through dark matter that’s there. Gravity’s pull makes them dance. In a vacuum their music sounds mathematical, oh what gloom– scientific, describes the boom. Gravity’s pull makes them dance. Colliding stars send shock waves out shaking the the long cosmic ballroom, the microwave background plays out– Gravity’s pull makes them dance. Stars dance to music of the spheres– Gravity’s pull makes them dance. ~ ~ ~ This was really hard. Not sure I’ll try this one again unless I need a poetic torture device 😉 … Continue reading Stars Dance – A Kyrielle Sonnet
Indentured | Curse Breaker
Indentured–one word with three syllables, in its meaning is found a lifetime’s worth of complexity, incalculable problems that his signature, an X, birthed. Yet fly to work he does for his master’s waiting and Sarn’s running, chasing the bells that chime the hours; yes run slave, run faster! Mount Erendren’s bells wait for none to knell, tell that day has ended for some, not you. Night’s rising, moon’s winging o’er Shayari and the Enchanted forest’s restless too. Quick, smart trees, all a-glow, need you to see what their daytime sport, that tends to distort, did to folks, who came ‘neath trees to disport. … Continue reading Indentured | Curse Breaker
Little Christmas
Little Christmas (Picks up where The Holy and the Lowly left off) Ran awoke to familiar surroundings but his stuffed companion had gotten lost. Searching the room he shared with his sleeping Papa turned up no button eyed bear tossed aside when had adventure spirited Ran and his Papa to follow a star. Inari slept ‘neath a shawl she’d knitted She stirred at his approach, smiled like a star. “Where’s bear?” he asked anxious to find his friend and tell his Christmas tale to those stuffed ears. “Maybe in here, let’s look,” she extended a box, bow-topped, wrapped in star’s shine and tears. Ran opened … Continue reading Little Christmas
The Holy and Lowly
The Holy and the Lowly (Picks up where Sons and Holy Ones left off) After their talk, Sarn had a better grasp of things; Ran was safe inside the stable. So he walked and wondered until a rasp drew his eye to the Savior’s slim, sable bearded step-father; out of wedlock’s born a Holy Infant, a bastard like Sarn’s son and Sarn himself and that made Sarn less torn up about his family and his son. The Holy Family was as broken as his own but united by love’s bonds. That was what mattered; all else were tokens of public goodwill without love to bond. … Continue reading The Holy and Lowly
Sons and Holy Ones
Sons and Holy Ones (Picks up where May Angels Lead You In left off) Ran managed to give his Papa the slip. Let Papa talk adult things with the blessed. Ran approached the reason for this long trip. The baby watched him with dark eyes that guessed his intention and held out a hand so small, which Ran gently squeezed, smiling the babe’s smile. Starlight enfolded them; when it left, all had changed; Ran and the baby had grown, while time stood still, so they might talk together. “You’re the saviour,” Ran said in Papa’s voice. “Yes, storms come, you’ll need blessings … Continue reading Sons and Holy Ones
May Angels Lead You In
May Angels Lead You In Stars and angels sing a brand new year their songs bring– light and love, they sing. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you in… ~ ~ ~ They sing love and light, to create a new year bright with hope in your sights. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you in… ~ ~~ May your hope burn bright, your heart sing of starlit nights and love on the wing. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you in… ~ ~~ and should life be done may angels bear you hence to the Holy One. ~ ~ ~ May Angels lead you … Continue reading May Angels Lead You In
Stars and Angels Sing
Stars and Angels Sing (Picks up where Follow Yonder Star left off) Her time almost done, Leesha watched the star wandering in the sky by day and night. Not even the sun’s light could hide that star. It shone with a power beyond her sight. “Still no room at the inn?” she watched the babe sleep in the manger after his mother scrubbed it; some care creased his brow, this sweet babe. At her touch, the baby smiled, his mother sat near, shook her head, took Leesha’s hand, squeezed it, lending strength to keep her anchored there. Something she discerned in … Continue reading Stars and Angels Sing
Follow Yonder Star
Follow Yonder Star (Picks up where Magicians and Magi left off) Sarn woke to a strange sight; camels processed under a sky dominated by light from a huge star that westward proceeded. The caravan followed its royal light. “The star guides us,” Ran said from his place camel- back, perched on a pile of gifts, carefully wrapped. “Who’re they?” Sarn asked as dunes passed untrammeled by moor or mount, field or fountain; untapped, its power pooled; he felt it even mounted; that was a wonder ’cause no beast would bear him ‘cept this camel; Ran jumped onto Sarn’s mount. Caught by magic and arms, … Continue reading Follow Yonder Star
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