The Gifts

He stood in line with the other children, as he waited his turn to stand before Master Shin and receive his gift.

Consonance

What hopeless and hapless dreams be pinned,
The wistful and wishful of wantings penned..

Renew

I must purge,
Throw off the negative,
In a shuffling of the mind…

Whittled Words – Madrigal Poem

The madrigal originated as an Italian form, as a pastoral song.

Sitting on the Moon

Making snow angels in the dust,
That traces every moment touched…

May I Impose?

Humility be damned, I need your vote!

Fragile Thing

Oh, how fragile,
A house of glass,
From sea to shining sea…

Tuesday Tidbits #105

A quilt of quintessential quaint quotes and quips.

Chandelier

With all that I could muster,
My flint struck against the steel…

With Each Breath

Five hundred million breaths,
All it takes to see eighty years…

Flannel with Faith

Embracing imperfection with faith, flannel, & fresh air

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author, Veteran

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Perception

A journey into the labyrinth of my sceptical mind.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author