For Linda G. Hill’s coloring club this month, I have another picture from my Pusheen the cat coloring book, which I hadn’t colored in in a while.
Directionless she wanders, looking for
A signpost, to help her know east from west.
With growing trepidation at her core
She wonders if she’ll ever pass this test.
Must her hopes fade? Burdens must lighten, lest
Her eyes nevermore brighten. Soon she’ll find
A place to lay her burden — somewhere kind.
For today’s Weekly Scribblings at PSU, we are using the idea of a troubled relationship, and for Writing Wednesday, the prompt word is “redirected.” Magaly kind of joked about this, but my “troubled relationship” today is with the weather. I am
spoiled lucky enough to live in Southern California, so there’s little to complain about the weather here, but dark / rainy days are hard for me, anyway.There are other troubled relationships I could write about, but let’s not go there today. 🙂
The DVerse Poetics prompt is about paradoxes today. Please follow the link to read other poets’ submissions and lovely examples of paradoxes in poetry. One of the options we were given is to build a poem around one of the given lines, and I am choosing the line, “I am the mother of sorrows; I am the ender of grief;” from the poem “The Paradox” by Paul Dunbar. The first thing I thought of was Our Lady of Sorrows: Continue reading
This is for Linda G. Hill’s coloring club for the month of December. I keep forgetting to post my picture(s) so decided to do it now, especially since I didn’t write any post-worthy poems today. I colored several pictures this month, and here are two of my favorites.
Inspired by MLMM’s photo challenge #344, this image from WeHeartIt.com :
If you plow forth through butterflies,
Confronting fear, you realize
That’s what it takes to grow a spine.
Fly to your dreams, though strangers whine.
For the Weekly Scribblings at Poets and Storytellers United, our theme is “the things you learned to love because you loved someone else.” I wrote a sevenling. This was a really enjoyable prompt, and writing the poem helped me to reframe something that had been more painful. It really fits with Thanksgiving Day today. Continue reading