I came
Like a soft breeze,
Silent, barely felt
By the mighty world around me.
A seed
Blown in by the wind to settle,
Unnoticed, until it
Grew up and brought life
To this place.
Butterfly Cinquain
#NaPoWriMo2019 Day 3–Prompt write a poem involving time. This maybe a bit off Prompt but i thought it seemed to fit.
What a novel idea said he
Nurtured in conspiracy
Yet, born out of necessity
It’s words still live quite timelessly
Syllabic Verse
“Gone With The Wind” written in 1936 by Margaret Mitchell is still my favorite novel and movie of all time
What calls for your attention
In the dark and dreary night,
Or in morning’s light of day?
What is it that reaches forth
To capture your attention
On an ordinary day?
Grasp it, and record its birth
Within your mind, hands and heart.
Detail it in an artform
To share with all the world.
Syllabic Verse
“Art is born in attention. Its midwife is detail.”
~Julia Cameron, American artist, author and teacher
I Create Daily Art Challenge Day 2:
Prompt: What does attention reveal
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 