This short poem was inspired by FOWC: Buoyant and MLMM’s Saturday Mix: Opposing Forces.
Winter freezes her: numb thumbs
Until winter becomes spring,
Turning frozen heart to melting.
Frozen in one lonely spot,
Now back to front she floats,
Buoyancy with happy notes.
This is a Minute Poem for the Saturday Mix at MLMM. I enjoyed writing this and actually wrote 2 in a row, but the second one is just silly. 🙂 Here is the one that I like better. Continue reading
For FOWC: Jettison and MLMM’s Saturday Mix. Not a masterpiece but passable.
Jettison —
Let go of what imprisons
Be free —
Break ties
Realize
That just might be
What a soul needs
To mend.
Now, if only I could figure out what to jettison and how….
Inspired by Easter Sunday, this is for the décima challenge and for MLMM’s Saturday Mix: Double Take.
Humans did err, got caught in claws
Of death, yet Jesus came, erased
The penalty — He, our faith’s base,
This is our celebration’s cause.
This deserves more than loud applause
But a whole life: God made us heirs
With Christ, all His blessings He shares.
Bass, tenor, alto, soprano
All sing in harmony and show
Even death itself — life which dares.
This was inspired by FOWC a few days ago but mostly by MLMM’s Tale Weaver: Time For Change. Also linking with PSU’s Writers’ Pantry.Â
The alarm incessantly dings, and it seems the
Clock is chiming, “It’s time for a change!”
A huge task: A plethora of aspects
Could use revising; life might seem strange.
Yet even small changes feel the same.
It’s certainly time for me to stop
Feeling pained, drained, and afraid.
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Happy World Poetry Day, fellow readers / writers! This is the first I’ve heard of it, but that’s fine because I’m always up for celebrating poetry. The poem I have today is for FOWC: Solitary and was also inspired by MLMM’s Sunday Writing Prompt: Lost. Linked with PSU’s Writers’ Pantry (which is where I learned about today’s special celebration 🙂 ).
The solitary walker,
Whether she is noticing
Flowers on the edges of concrete,
Or is fully immersed
In grass or tall trees,
Loves to get lost
Along those winding pathways,
Loves those many moments
Multiple yet precious,
When God smiles through
Nature, throughout creation,
When she again realizes
She is not solitary.
This is for FOWC: Vestige and also MLMM’s Tale Weaver: Ugly Duckling. I happened to also use the FOWC word from yesterday. This is kind of silly …. almost a limerick.
The ugly duckling wanted to be beautiful,
And hoped for a method that was affordable:
Wanting no vestige left sighted
Of her past self, misguided,
She made sketchy choices — quite awful!
This is for two prompts from MLMM: the Sunday Writing Prompt and Tale Weaver: Bookworm.
“Bookworms unite!” The loud cry
Came from a crowd congregated outside
The library, hoping for it to be reopened,
Making their voices heard, missing the
Multitudes of written words.
opening pages
newness held in waiting hands —
now there is quiet
For MLMM’s photo challenge #356 and also FOWC: Therefore. I like this image because it is humorous yet viscerally relatable!
This week’s Sunday writing prompt from MLMM is “light,” and several expressions about light are provided as examples. I didn’t use this exact phrase but was inspired especially by, “Thankfully they were light enough to rescue.” I wrote a tanka and then a shadorma.
