Day five national poetry month Edgar Allan Poe

This probably surprises no one. It is still one of the most brilliant poems out there.

Pad challenge day four.

Ok I couldn’t do today’s prompt. It just didn’t speak to me…. So here is poetry written today instead.

If you want to try the prompt… Go here.

Robert Frost

This is the only one by him that I really like.

Day Three Emily Dickinson

Perhaps my most favorite of hers.

Day two Emily Dickinson

I am struggling with the prompts for today so I don’t know if I will be posting my poems today …

The prompts for the pad challenge are here.

National poetry month Emily Dickinson

Remember that I said that I would be posting my favorite poems this month? The first few days will be from Emily Dickinson. I have always loved her verse. She spoke to my heart as a teen, and nostalgia keeps her as one of my favorite poets. 💜

What the Wednesday?!

Found all of these on Facebook and decided that instead of wordless Wednesday I would share my humor with y’all. Mind that none of these are mine.

Tea party Tuesday.

Well… I had a guest blogger planned. Due to illness, that fell through. So I was thinking about what to do today… And I realized that every great party has music. My own music tastes are all over the place. I love classical, rock, country and pop. I enjoy the smooth jazz, r&b, and hip-hop. Give me a good blues or some bluegrass. Metal and the soft japanese drums. Yeah, i just love music.

So what is your favorite songs? Post me a link! I may pick one of the links to send a handwritten copy of a poem to.

Webcomic? Wednesday

Well I said that I will be using this day for fandoms of all sorts. I am all over the place as far as what I geek over. My love of comics all started with xmen. I am fond of damaged heroes. It allows for hope that anyone can be a hero, not just the perfect folk.

I grew up with comic books, and the television bringing them to life. Not that I ever needed it, the books and their amazing stories were more than enough for my fertile imagination. And I was not alone.

I like to think that people like Stan Lee are where geek culture started. I am so grateful to have been able to see the stories, and I hope to see many more.

The death of a hero

There was no poem for Monday as I was too sad to write. Stan Lee’s passing was monumental. Yes I know that he was old. Somehow though he was one of those people who seem immortal. So I will try to do the poem prompt for today as well as tomorrow’s then. For tonight… The world is just too sad. So I am going to bed hoping that Mr. Lee is greeted on the other side like the hero he was.