[ I am sad. I am so sad. I am so very sad. I am mad. I am so mad. I am so very mad. Does anyone understand the harm we are doing to our children? Their eyes are watching. Their fears are growing. They hear there is a Pandemic. They hear Covid 19. They cannot attend school. Now they hear that a police officer, … Continue reading Message from a Sad and Mad Grandma
*I often go back and read my poems and revise them to reflect my current sentiments about a topic. The little bird represents so many things. It is in a way a deity of sorts, a messenger fro the universe to help us make sense of tragedy and violence. Perhaps I am also a dreamer. But I like to think that there is hope for … Continue reading A Little Bird Told Me
I salute all those who served our country today. I am grateful for their sacrifice. I hope that as we celebrate today we remember that there are many others who sacrifice daily to keep us safe. God Bless America! I remember our adventures when we crossed the river and slipped on the moss covered rocks we laughed because one of us would always loose our … Continue reading Always Remembered
Nature knows all; Beauty is the truth before us. A heart healed. A family reunited. A spirit revived. Kindness surging like when the electricity comes back after a blackout Applause, Applause, Sweet music to the ears of the weary and tired But the beauty of the soul revealed cannot be belittled. Only the strong Know the real beauty of life. Have you been strong? … Continue reading Beauty
Today is “A Poem In Your Pocket Day” so make sure you select a poem and put in your pocket and share it with as many people as you can. Let me know how many times you shared it. I started sharing some poems last night with family and friends. I mailed out some home made masks with a poem attached. As you may know … Continue reading Happy “A Poem In Your Pocket Day”
Many folks read poetry silently mindful that they may not fully understand the meaning, the purpose, the theme, and the fluidity of a poem. Why do some poems deserve to be anthologized, memorialized, memorized and even metamorphized into sweet song lyrics. I secretly hope mine are someday. Poems are best when read aloud I learned that late in life. They resonate and infuse your blood … Continue reading Reading Poetry Aloud
Reading Aloud Can you sing some jazz? Who can these days? Does anyone have the razzmatazz? How can we sing? We are all cooped up; Sort of like confined to Alcatraz. I am feeling the deepness of the rut. Well I know I possess the pizzazz; But only if you let me cry as much as I want. It is the only way … Continue reading Can You Sing Some Jazz?
My heart speaks up all the time but the thoughts are only mine. My soul speaks up frequently; but my soul swears me to secrecy. However today I must speak out loud I must make at least, Mrs. Metelitz proud. She always told us to take control of the shroud. She told us to take a stand and if we must, even reprimand what is … Continue reading Challenge Response by Melba Christie – I must speak up
I never learned how to sew even though my mom tried endlessly to show me the basics like hem the edge of the fabric to keep the raw edge from unraveling. Perhaps a lesson for life was embedded but I was definitely too hard headed I would exclaim sewing is boring, I mean who wants to measure and do all that scoring. Whom would have guessed … Continue reading Masquespade
This week’s challenge is to write a poem starting with the line: “I must speak up today.” I am looking forward to reading your poems so please post them on your sites and send me a link in the comments section of any of my posts this week. In the meantime, stay safe, stay home if you can, and keep the faith. Don’t forget to … Continue reading Poetry Challenge – I must speak up today . . .
My days, these days, always begin with prayer. Nothing scripted or too profound, only from my heart and without despair. I try to speak succinctly, clearly and with calm to the almighty universe and any God who will listen. Sometimes I sneak in a proposition, with the hope that there is no repetition, of the mistakes we made in the past. I ask for healing … Continue reading Poetry Challenge Response – Coping
Got on line masked and subdued, nothing much else to do. My shopping list as long as the line not everyone looked fine. Glazed suspicious looks and stares as if no one were there to comfort or to care. Finally a signal to walk right in. I hope this time I’ll find everything. Blue masking tape marks the spot where the sixth feet distancing between, … Continue reading Got On line
We are all coping or trying very hard to cope with the situation at hand. Write a poem about how you are coping. I think it is so important to share our thoughts, fears, and anxieties with others. But we should offer uplifting thoughts or share good strategies for coping. Reading a poem and writing helps me cope. Gratitude also helps. Thank someone who is … Continue reading A New Poetry Challenge – Coping