I’ve been a bit “under the weather” for about a month—and therefore not posting as often here of late or at Political Verses. I just started having acupuncture treatments this week—and they seem to be helping with my problem.
Here’s one of my acrostics for Poetry Friday. Unfortunately, dawn arrived without a bright sunshiny face where I live this morning.
Here’s one of my acrostics for Poetry Friday. Unfortunately, dawn arrived without a bright sunshiny face where I live this morning.
Dawn, dressed in a bright blue robe
And golden slippers,
Yawns awake. Stars scurry away.
Breaking into song, birds
Rouse the sun,
Eager to start
A new day. Morning bounds out of bed with delight,
Kicking off the dark cover of night.
And golden slippers,
Yawns awake. Stars scurry away.
Breaking into song, birds
Rouse the sun,
Eager to start
A new day. Morning bounds out of bed with delight,
Kicking off the dark cover of night.
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At Blue Rose Girls, I have three poems for my daughter Sara. The poems were written by Naomi Shihab Nye, James Lenfestey, and Margaret Atwood.
Kelly Polark has the Poetry Friday Roundup today.
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