(Inspired by Steve Still Standing‘s “An Exercise in Poetic Styles”)
Even the river bleeds –
fiery frigid essence –
earth’s watery voice.
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It is the river
that calls, waters flowing
through my veins
and I am the banks
steadfast in my holding
the razor sharp edges
like liquid steel
eroding my earthen
postures, challenging
the hardened places.
Poetry In the Waiting
Finding the odd among the ordinary
Hoping to inspire the world one word at a time.
Dedicated to A.
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EVERY HEART HOLDS A STORY...
Photography, memoirs, random thoughts.
In Greek mythology, Cassandra was a cursed prophetess. She was gifted with prophecy but the curse ensured her predictions would never be believed. Not that it stopped her from speaking out. It behoves all of us to speak out about what is wrong but also about what is right. We can do that in our creativity whether it be prose, poetry or painting. What matters is the message.
Poetry from Paul Mortimer
Whimsical & Capricious Chatter
Formerly known as Far Out in Africa. This is where I document life as experienced by me
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Discovering the joy of art
Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
Photographs taken with a point-and-shoot camera journaling everyday life in Central Massachusetts and beyond.
Wow. Brilliant post, dear. I can’t remember the last time I tried to write haiku. This is so well written. 😍😍😍
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Why, thank you!
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You’re welcome, dear.
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Magic, VJ! Loved the free verse best, but they were both excellent 🙂
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Thanks! And thank for the inspiration.
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