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Tag: Poetry
Chapter 113: My son’s cinquain poems
Quarantine Poetry by my boy x A Cinquain is a 5 lined poem with the following syllable sequence: 2, 4, 6, 8, 2 Awesome Bones Systems (2 syllables) With my bone works (4 syllables) Not crumb(a)ling good thing (6 syllables) Of course my body…
Chapter 112 : Writers Group Covid19 Skyp
First writers Skype group tonight since corona crazy laid its ugly rotten egg over us all. Little glitchy here and there – but all in all – an awesome night. Didn’t realise how much I would relish seeing familiar faces. It’s all very weird…
Chapter 110: Poetry – Blood Lady
WRITING This is a quick little poem I was compelled to write. I’ve just been for a checkup and as I walked to an impromptu blood test – the woes and worries of the world had a field day in my head. But the…
Chapter 88: Fanny Fan Out – Poetry: The Oracle Pythia
The Oracle Pythia – Poetry. This is an ode to the delightful What’s Her Name pod-casters who transported me to ancient Greece during a recent solo commute to Albany. This episode was truly captivating. I cannot recommend these auditory magicians enough if you are…
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Chapter 78: Poetry: When I was a Witch
Poetry Exercise. Trying to creatively express some current interests without being so over the top obvious. Failing badly. I’m either subtle as a rodeo hippo or so cryptic that on a re-read even I don’t know what the hell I’m waffling about. To help…
Chapter 74: When God was Femme
Fangirl poetry inspired by real life heroine – Dr Bettany Hughes. Her documentary – When God was a Girl is inspirational. A fascinating and in-depth flip of history and how the past has shaped who we are and why many of the issues we…
Chapter 73: Dream Poetry
Writers Group Exercise: Dreamy, steamy, Jakey Appearing very suddenly I saw you at the bar Smiling back at me Gorgeously from afar We kiss We caress Every time we meet Long forgotten puppy love Deliciously sweet Hand holding Neck nuzzles We warmly embrace Paranoid…
Chapter 33: Josephine@thepantheon
josephine@thepantheon i walked as i had a millennia before to the Pantheon stood staring as a lover longingly content taking in alone But you would not let me jeer jester leer molester as a windmill a play thing sparkly twirling bark your language as…
