Tag Archive | #NationalPoetryMonth
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – On The River
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
After ten days of celebrating National Poetry Month (via a glut of my own work 😉 ), I’m wrapping up today with one last poem. It’s the longest one in the book, I think, and it’s the only one I’d call somewhat autobiographical. Many of you know, I’m a…
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – Title Poem
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
? This is the poem that started the book, and I hope you like it. I will probably post one more tomorrow, and then try to get back with my “regularly scheduled programming” next week, if all goes well, and I’m able to resume my normal workload. In the…
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – Indian Summer
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
Wrong season for this one, I suppose, but I trust you’ll forgive me if I share it anyway. 🙂 Though it wasn’t written with them in mind, specifically, it always makes me think of Mac as a badly scarred adult, and Sarah, who showed him the way back. Enjoy!…
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – DeepPockets
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
? Today’s offering returns to the Mac at Ten section of Summer Magic. Hope you enjoy the images I tried to capture. 🙂 Deep Pockets by Marcia Meara He sits cross-legged On smooth, gray granite Outside the tent, And watches the light Turn from gold to silver, Caught…
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – Promises
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
? Another change of pace for todays’ offering. (Are you getting tired of these yet? Hope not.) This one is from the second half of the book, and I hope it touches some of you. ❤ Promises By Marcia Meara Up we climb again, My Love On yet another…
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – The Ambush
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
Time for another one from Mac’s adventures, those many summers ago. Hope you enjoy it. Ambush by Marcia Meara Silent, sleek, deadly, The predator climbs high, high, And stretches out full length On the smooth, sturdy limb. Well hidden within heavy green foliage, His wait begins. Panting slightly as…
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – The PickUp
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
I’m loving the excuse of National Poetry Month to share some of my poems with you for several reasons. One is because I had some minor surgery last week, and that on top of a bad cold has left me feeling a bit too dragged out to do any…
#NationalPoetryMonth – #SummerMagic – Mac at Ten
Originally posted on The Write Stuff:
Another poem from Summer Magic, though I don’t have a picture that works as well for this one. I’m afraid you’ll have to make do with the view from the very top of Wake-Robin Ridge–or at least, the way I imagined it, since WRR only exists in my mind. …
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