RonovanWrites Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt Challenge #33 Fame&War

Thanks to Ron of Ronovan Writes for hosting this wonderful haiku event every week. (Image Credit: Anne Frank) A reputation – wrought by a child’s written script, a life killed by war. 2015 © Copyright-All rights reserved http://www.silverthreading.com Thanks for popping in for a visit.  I always look forward to seeing you!

Shrouded Silhouettes

For my Word Snap Weekly challenge this week, sponsored by Amanda of Unique Art Chic, I would like to add a Tanka poem to celebrate warmer temperatures (for today only) and the return to fog and rainy mornings here in Pensacola, Florida. What is a Tanka, you ask?  Here is what The Poem Workshop says: … Continue reading Shrouded Silhouettes

Writing 201: Poetry–Through a Fog of Tears

Day Five: Fog, Elegy, Metaphor I knew when you were gone it would be hard to see you again - ever in that same way. I cried when you made the choice to leave. I let you go like silken strands slipping from my waiting arms blowing in a heavy breeze. I felt your presence … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry–Through a Fog of Tears

Writing 201: Poetry–Through a Fog of Tears

Day Five: Fog, Elegy, Metaphor I knew when you were gone it would be hard to see you again - ever in that same way. I cried when you made the choice to leave. I let you go like silken strands slipping from my waiting arms blowing in a heavy breeze. I felt your presence … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry–Through a Fog of Tears

RonovanWrites Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt Challenge #32 Rare&Harsh

Many thanks to Ron, of Ronovan Writes for sponsoring this great Haiku event each week. Sugar – one of the Pomeranian Sisters that graces us with her love. Uncommon beauty – this compassion in your soul, a stark certainty. 2015 © Copyright-All rights reserved http://www.silverthreading.com Thanks for stopping by for a quick visit.  I always … Continue reading RonovanWrites Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt Challenge #32 Rare&Harsh

Writing 201: Poetry– The Spider’s Lair

My world is woven from a desire to create a special reality.                                              Silken threads intertwine         and twist in the            moisture laden air,        all the while I wait                                             and ponder the divinity                                               I seek.  The darkness      of the swamp engulfs          and challenges this       veracity.  Bottle green                                 … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry– The Spider’s Lair

Writing 201: Poetry– The Spider’s Lair

My world is woven from a desire to create a special reality.                                              Silken threads intertwine         and twist in the            moisture laden air,        all the while I wait                                             and ponder the divinity                                               I seek.  The darkness      of the swamp engulfs          and challenges this       veracity.  Bottle green                                 … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry– The Spider’s Lair

Writing 201: Poetry–Distrust

Trust, Acrostic, Internal Rhyme Disdain drips from your lips like a summer rain. I feel the steely bite of your casual refrain, Secure in the storm of my emotional pain, while Tears slip slowly falling down - I cannot explain. Random words meant to cause no harm, Useless insults brandished with an intent to charm. … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry–Distrust

Writing 201: Poetry–Distrust

Trust, Acrostic, Internal Rhyme Disdain drips from your lips like a summer rain. I feel the steely bite of your casual refrain, Secure in the storm of my emotional pain, while Tears slip slowly falling down - I cannot explain. Random words meant to cause no harm, Useless insults brandished with an intent to charm. … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry–Distrust

Writing 201: Poetry – A Language Barrier

As part of Writing 201, I humbly submit my rendition of a limerick: My journey to England was long ago. One I am glad I did not forego. I even learned to drink tea. I so wanted to be a Brit, you see alas, the language proved to be too much for me! We were … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry – A Language Barrier