Tag Archive | poem
Guest post: Jerry E. Smith – Hand is a verb
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Between the hands is an awesome place. There, you have the power to: Caress a loved one or strike out in anger. Build up a mountain of brick, mortar and concrete or Tear down a mountain of rock. Create volumes of literature, paint myriads of art work,…
Authors Reading Their Own Writing
Originally posted on Kristen Twardowski:
There is something remarkable about hearing authors read their own works aloud. Often they emphasize words that are unexpected, or they add extra shades of meaning to the phrases. With all of today’s modern connectivity, it is easy to hear authors read their works even if the listener can’t afford…
#MusicandMuseMonday – Singing Majesty of Waking Day
Originally posted on BooknVolume:
. Singing Majesty of Waking Day, Bright clear Spectacle of Delicate Play, Unstrung bow of Harmonious chords, Enchanting Serenade, Winsomely Implored; Birdsong Sweet upon the Rising Gaze Of Daytides shifting lavender haze, Enshrouded in Beguiling Laughter and Sighs, As the Carol of Ages chirrups and cries; Dulcet Symphony of Transcending Aplomb,…
Winter Wonderland – Finally
Originally posted on Writer's Treasure Chest:
Picture curtesy of: http://feelgrafix.com/group/snowflake.html It was Christmas, three weeks ago, the grass was green, there was no snow. The skies were blue, it was too warm Green Christmas? Here? This needs alarm. ** New Year came -no flakes in sight The sun had fun, the sky was bright. But…
Poetry Sunday: Anna Swir’s ‘The Same Inside’
Originally posted on Kristen Twardowski:
https://youtu.be/sDeAqN8EX2U Sometimes we find kinship in unexpected places. Poet Anna Swir’s poem “The Same Inside” captures the meeting of twin souls perfectly. Anna Swir (or Anna Świrszczyńska)(1909-1984) was a Polish poet who wrote about WWII, love, and the experience of women in post-war Europe. When Nazis occupied Poland, she joined the…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 