Tag: poem
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Horizons, a Free Verse Poem by Christina M. Ward
Horizons There is something unquestionablystrange about the horizon,always changing colors,shifting its edges.Someone is alwayson the other sidepulling it away. If I am lucky the lily pads willwelcome my soft steps.The waters will yield to my weight.The flowers will float asideand I will grab your fingersbefore you vanishinto the onwardbending of night. I am told I…
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Epiphany– a free verse poem on the creative process
Epiphany I can attach my entire existenceto the golden bleed of sunthrough the whisp-staccato edges of a cloud Such moments steal my breath. I can spiral into cornersand come out of them painting with words. I can feel the energyflowing from life breathing lifeparalleling, combining, releasing. Epiphany moments, what hidesin plain sight, screaming“mental illness” at…
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Swallow Me Whole
a poem of Contemplation Beneath this earthso many souls. In this groundright where I stand,my bare-heeled ache on the grit;do they linger here? Do their solemn hazes pass me by as my breath drifts meone day to the next?Am I aware ofthat chill, that pressure in the airshifting, disturbing,a moaning whisper to myhuman ears?Does it shift me? I turned on…
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At Home Amongst These
a poem The squishy-cool green beneath my feetmeandering before me, a path between trees.The bright arms of the sun reaching down,fingers of light, bringing growth to the ground. I can no longer get lost this way. I have come again. I wander againthrough the moss-strewn aislein gripping fear and anxiety-laden… I know they’ll be lost if I wander…
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The Waters Run Clean Through Me
a poem about the North Carolina Mountains Deep in the North Carolina wood nestled between steep mountainous rises, a gorge, through which run waters, crisp and cool and clean. A bench waits there for my soul. The waters run clear, cross rock and moss, with dribbling sounds and meandering thoughts of the distant seas. The canopy hangs over. Shady oasis of quietude…
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On Dappling Pond
a poem about the beautiful Mandarin duck and the not-so-beautiful Muscovy duck On Dappling Pond White, crisp half-moon, the blue crested melt to ruddy hind swoop. Tawny wings tucked under, belted by royal blue. Sleek chest, brazen blue as ocean-deep. Neck ringed in maple majesty lace. Enlightened, resplendent, …
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National Poetry Month Challenge — Poem # 3
Old man Shoes I wrote this poem as a response to Intimately Intricate (on Medium)’s April Prompt: New Dawn. The poem was chosen for publication here: Intimately Intricate April Prompt New Dawn As is true of many poetry prompts, my poem will often take me into uncharted waters…in this poem I wrote from the perspective…
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National Poetry Month Challenge–Poem # 2 Lightning
Challenge: Write 10 poems this month to celebrate National Poetry Month. Lightning You were the cold air to my warm. Every time I tried to rise you crystalized dropped me down one terrifying electrical pulse after another. I charged and fell to the ground. The air outside is electric. I am drawn, mystified, bursts of…
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National Poetry Month–Poem #1 “Safety Pin”
Intent to impress folding under to shame, I begin my walking, My purse in tow, the shiny vehicle slows. No. Not the boss. I am thankful with verbiage Humiliated, I am Riding with a suit that costs more than my car
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National Poetry Month
National Poetry Month was inaugurated by the Academy of American Poets in 1996. Over the years, it has become the largest literary celebration in the world with schools, publishers, libraries, booksellers, and poets celebrating poetry’s vital place in our culture. https://www.poets.org/national-poetry-month/home Dusting off the old blog… Late in February I made two decisions. First, I…
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