Poems

16 Feb 19
Hear Ye! Hear Ye! Musings from a Cochlear Implantee

Karma is getting back at me for the boring worksheets I assigned my students over the years. This is the kind of mindless drivel with which Don and I have been faithfully starting our day along with our morning coffee. Using an aural rehabilitation program called Communication Corner put together by Cochlear, the manufacturer of […]

16 Feb 19
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11:11 222 333 23:32 2222 555 11:22 A troubled soul having sleepless nights and conflicted emotions. I find it overwhelming to see a lot of patterns, insights, and symbols. I have been manifesting, praying and crying.. Scattered thoughts and heavy heart makes me feel dead, with a boulder inside. Hopeless, wrecked, Idle, suicidal and catatonia. […]

16 Feb 19
Len's Diary

It’s 8:00 p.m. and minus 16 degrees. I make my rounds through all the known haunts trying to entice the wraiths into the warm. The homeless, ghosts of their former selves, clinging to their meagre coverings, shivering on top of subway grates, in doorways and on park benches. I give a cheery smile, with words […]

16 Feb 19
bookarazzi.pavani

I feel like dying it feels too much to live. I have been trying to live telling me it’s okay to feel pain act like I don’t feel it. But today it got too much with all the chaos in my home. The darkness inside me gulped me down. I’m left with nothing but thoughts. […]

16 Feb 19
dumsiblog

February 16, 2019 Learning to love or share love is a virtue. Loving and learning to love does not need to be prompted by Valentine’s Day February comes forth as a month of romance for everyone. It brings in thoughts of spring. Blooming flowers, birds and so many other nice things, but recently something else […]

16 Feb 19
To Dad With Love Poetry

blouse button black thread lock up the alter ego sign repatriation papers with life’s purgatory re-pot the dandelion water the peace-lily push the waste-bins out leave the empty recycling-can fold the week’s laundry reorganise the mind’s drawers call your mother charge the mobile-phone clean the bathroom-mirror love yourself wipe down the pieces of your personality […]

16 Feb 19
Sumyanna Writes

  Some of us are the songs, she says… the lilting melody the gentle birdsong the reverberating pulse that soothes the inner spaces. Most of us are not aware of this, but still – we sing, filling the silence with reassurance and hope. Some of us are the songs, she says… and some of us […]

16 Feb 19
Dr Fenna's poems

I often gaze, Lazy stares, full of care, Blank expression bears maze of ambition, I often gaze.

16 Feb 19
Chronicles of M

So just a little bit of background as this poem has like two different patterns. It came to me suddenly and abruptly since I had an amazing Valentine’s day. It’s just about how all my favorite things whether simple or not, still are lovely. And how I see and relate this person to the feelings […]

16 Feb 19
Literary Critique

Sorry for the late Fiction Friday post, but it has finally arrived (albeit a week late.) So, today’s post is filled with advice, a few ways to, as the title says, improve your writing, strengthen yourself as an author. Set a Writing Goal and Track Your Progress I believe writing only gets better with practice. […]

16 Feb 19
Carolyn Cordon - Writer

I’m still very much enjoying this Poem a Day thing, venture, experiment, call it what you will, where I can use the prompt of the day, and use it to write a brand new poem. How awesome is that? Hugely awesome, that’s how much. The poetry prompts are provided by three lovely people, Kathy Parker, […]

16 Feb 19

Self controlling, He’s kind, His joy gives me peace, His goodness is faithful, He has patience with me, His love is gentle, His presence is freeing. Lover of my soul, the music of my heart. I don’t have much to give, but I’ll give Him my all. He’s everything I’m not, and all I long […]

16 Feb 19
Pace

Friday Reading Rainbow With an early dismissal snow day this week and then the onset of an icky cold, it was a good week for reading by windows and watching the sky and the snow. I still feel just a little pull over losing my long-ago ability to read for hours and get lost in […]

16 Feb 19
ASD and me

What is my purpose? I wish I could see. I’m lost in the dark so far from a safe place. I wish I could out run these shadows, but they exist in my mind.