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A Poem A Day:: When You Go Away
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A Poem A Day:. Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day. to inspire, delight and enlighten! Thursday, 6 August 2015. When You Go Away. I was struck by a line in this poem: 'and that my words are the garment of what I shall never be.'. There is sorrow here, but being by WS Mervin, it so beautifully and subtly rendered. When You Go Away - WS Mervin. When you go away the wind clicks around to the north. The painters work all day but at sundown the paint falls. Showing the black walls.
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A Poem A Day:: Summer Pleasures
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A Poem A Day:. Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day. to inspire, delight and enlighten! Tuesday, 21 July 2015. This was the poem choice on yesterday's A Year of Being Here. Untitled - Yosa Buson. Ah, what a pleasure. To cross a stream in summer—. Id love to hear what you think! To leave a comment - comment as/sign in with your Google ID if you have one, or website or blog address, or if these dont apply, sign in as Anonymous, and leave your name if you like! A Blog of One's Own.
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A Poem A Day:: August Welcome
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A Poem A Day:. Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day. to inspire, delight and enlighten! Monday, 3 August 2015. It's August. The last month of summer. The harvest month. The ripest month. August (from 'The Months') - Linda Pastan. I bite into this ripe peach. Of a month,. In all their sandy. My table each night. But corn and tomatoes. 19 October 2016 at 04:41. Id love to hear what you think! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. A Blog of One's Own. The Wa...
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A Poem A Day:: Our Numbered Days
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A Poem A Day:. Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day. to inspire, delight and enlighten! Tuesday, 11 August 2015. You never know when or where Death will strike. Fact. Truth, uncompromising. When it will come all of a sudden - 'the instant hand of Death/always ready to burst forth/from the sleeve of his voluminous cloak. As Billy Collins so deftly demonstrates here in this poem. Picnic, Lightning - Billy Collins. It is possible to be struck by a meteor. Or a single-engine plane.
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A Poem A Day:: Ice-Cream Spectrum
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A Poem A Day:. Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day. to inspire, delight and enlighten! Friday, 24 July 2015. Ah, the grand variety of ice-cream flavours - worthy subject-matter for a poem. This ode by Shel Silverstein is yum, fun and ah. YUM again. Eighteen Flavours - Shel Silverstein. Eighteen luscious, scrumptious flavors. Chocolate, lime and cherry,. Coffee, pumpkin, fudge banana. Caramel cream and boysenberry. Rocky road and toasted almond,. Butterscotch, vanilla dip,.
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A Poem A Day:: Fashion Fabulous
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A Poem A Day:. Indulging my love of poetry by posting a poem a day, every day. to inspire, delight and enlighten! Saturday, 8 August 2015. Maybe the world's/ just trompe l'oeil,. Appearances laid out/ to dazzle the eye.". I love this, a fantastic ode to fashion. A poem that strikes its pose fabulously. I love the clever quips that incorporate famous lines from poetry - 'about gowns, the old Masters - were they ever wrong? Couture - Mark Doty. Gold or apricot or rose. What to call it,. The Old Masters,.
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NaPoWriMo Notebook : Day 2: Sisyphus
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April is the loveliest month breeding poems out of the dead land, mixing inspiration with desire, stirring bright roots with spring rain. :) (Sorry T.S.) 30 Poems in 30 Days! Saturday, 2 April 2016. Instead of a rock,. Up a hill,. It feel s like the weight. Breathe in, breathe out. When will the toil. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Blog of One's Own. A Poem A Day. View my complete profile. Day 29: Friday Feeling. Day 27: Long Lines. Day 26: The Heart. Day 25: Stolen Lines. Day 10: Book Spine Poem.
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NaPoWriMo Notebook : Day 28: Story
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April is the loveliest month breeding poems out of the dead land, mixing inspiration with desire, stirring bright roots with spring rain. :) (Sorry T.S.) 30 Poems in 30 Days! Thursday, 28 April 2016. Today's prompt is to tell a story, backwards. Life of a Leaf. A leaf falls from a tree. A copper goodbye, dipped in ochre light. Green, a memory now, veined in its heart. Crinkled and curled at the first feel of cold,. Head wilts, bows to teardrop pose. Summer a dream, a frond-filled fantasia,. A Poem A Day.
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NaPoWriMo Notebook : Day 30: The End Line
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April is the loveliest month breeding poems out of the dead land, mixing inspiration with desire, stirring bright roots with spring rain. :) (Sorry T.S.) 30 Poems in 30 Days! Thursday, 30 April 2015. Day 30: The End Line. It's the last day of NaPo today yay! And it's feeling first again, no prompt followed. Instead, this picture (above) I came across last night is humming with some kind of inspiration:. Milky Way in Blue. On a car roof. On a blue night. What could be Idaho. On a star-strewn night. Ethere...
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NaPoWriMo Notebook : Day 25: Stolen Lines
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April is the loveliest month breeding poems out of the dead land, mixing inspiration with desire, stirring bright roots with spring rain. :) (Sorry T.S.) 30 Poems in 30 Days! Monday, 25 April 2016. Day 25: Stolen Lines. Excuse my absence, it's been a tough few weeks unfortunately in which a crisis has ousted poetry for a more pressing practicality. But Onwards. For poetry is always a salve. Maybe April is the cruelest. Breeding love out of the deadlands,. Mixing memory with regret, new buds. A Poem A Day.
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