Tag: poetry

Way leads on to way.

Some weeks are more difficult than others. Who am I kidding, some years are more difficult than others. But you carry on hoping, praying that when you reach the other end you would have accomplished something. This year has been littered with (very) late nights, more responsibility than I ever thought I would have to […]

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Microblog 10

Something I attempt to live by. This poem made its way into my life in a strange way. It was read to me in a meeting way back when, when I still had an office 8 to 5’er. I hated every second. I had horrible work and worked with horrid people. I will never forget […]

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This and this tonight.

“somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself […]

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#ProjectPoetry (week 6)

Read the previous poem here with FlatWhite blog.  Theme : Happiness. Roll the dice, Spin the wheel, Pick a seat, Skip a track, Point and order. Play your hand, Bluff, Smile. Take your winnings, Stash it, Spend it, Give it away. Sit back, Read a book, Take a nap, Doodle. Make the phone call, Send […]

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#ProjectPoetry (week 5)

Read the previous poem here, by FabulousMommy  Only wild things understand The feel of beach sand. The grains between paws. The flaws. The warmth of a hot rock. The family in a flock.   Only wild things understand That homes can be moved. That seasons can soothe. That the wind chases. That we all creatures […]

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Updates and things

My lack of posts these past few weeks have been due to the craziest year (well actually the whole year) ever. I have never blogged on a schedule per se (God knows I have tried) but what I have been doing has always seemed to work for me so why bother right? Here are a […]

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Project Poetry (week 3)

Read the previous poem here with Fabulous Mommy   The cracks begin showing, The silk slips lower down. Porcelain skin, supple, moveable. The curves begin showing. Rounded, peaked. Outlines so traceable. Finger tips become precision paint brushed. A master piece is born. Between you and I. Muse and artist. The love begins showing.  

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Project Poetry (week 3)

Read the previous poem here with Fabulous Mommy  A Day. A box full of photos a tin of trinkets an old song.   A bottle of wine a vase with one wilted flower an empty glass.   An open door a curtain moving with the wind a feeling.   A plane ticket. a plan a […]

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Project Poetry. (week 2)

Read the previous poem here.    I drift out around the edges. In a little paper boat. Made of newspaper, barely afloat. The water washes over. The boat dips and I see a clover. Three leaves, not four. Just on the edge of the shore. Oh little paper boat why are you wavering. As I […]

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Lets write something.

I roped in 3 writers to join me in reviving poetry. I read poetry. Mostly after a glass of wine. After 3 more I try my hand at it but I have never published any of it. It has always just sat in my drafts. But I figure If we do it together it wont […]

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