What do you deserve? Name it. All of it. What are you ready to let go of? Name that too. Then name the most gentle gift for yourself. Name the brightest song your body’s ever held. Summon joy like you would a child; call it home. It wanders, yes. But it’s still yours. —Rachel McKibbens
#NaPoWriMo 2019-Day 7-Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of gifts and joy. What would you give yourself, if you could have anything? What would you give someone else?
While waiting for my grandson today I caught an amusing site on video. My daughter’s porch has a mirrored medicine cabinet sitting on it waiting to be carried into the house that apparently caught the eye of a little bird.
I sat watching as the little bird saw his reflection in the mirror and kept trying to figure out who that other bird was. It was very cute to watch.
#IArtDaily Day 25 Prompt: “Normal”, doesn’t live here anymore.
Embracing the abnormality of the creative life which is often unconventional, unusual, unique, and never mediocre.
Although I most often use forms in my poetry, I think the abnormality in it is that it many times it isn’t true conformity, and for me that’s ok because it’s my own take on traditional that’s abit irregular
And Moses said unto the people, Fear ye not, stand still, and see the salvation of the LORD, which he will shew to you to day: for the Egyptians whom ye have seen to day, ye shall see them again no more for ever. Exodus 14:13
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6 KJV