Deep from Within
by Patricia Harris
Faith can be a fragile thing
Pouring from the broken
Soul to be a living being.
It comes from deep within
To fill up cracks that
Break the heart and
Somehow the world
Will exact.
Monday Poetry
Category: Life
The End
Okay…Today was the end of November’s poetry posts. Tomorrow will be a quiet day here on the blog. I will likely be trying to schedule the week ahead. The current plan for my blog is:
Monday poetry – This will be Poetry by Patricia Harris
Tuesday Tunes- This will be a day for me to discuss music
Wednesday Whispers – This will be a sneak peak into Serena Mossgraves’s writing. Either Poetry or Fiction. This could be a short story or a teaser. I will try to at least post something fun.
Thursday Topics – This is going to be a bit random. It could be publishing, Mental Health, Writing, Politics, Rants…just about anything that I have burning my mind that week. Or it could just be a meme that I found worthy of sharing…I am not going to limit this one.
Friday Share – this is the same as it has always been. Share with me something worth looking at. Or I might share in the comments something fun. It is a easy day for me.
The weekends are rarely active here. I do my scheduling on Sunday. So I occasionally will post on Saturday or Sunday if I see something that I feel the need to speak about and don’t wanna wait until Thursday. Otherwise the only posts I will try to guarantee is the Book Birthdays. ( I am terrible about remembering to do these here. Fae corps always remembers) I will likely be doing a daily thing again in April, May, October, & November… 2 poetry and 2 art. Whether I stop the other posts during that time or not…well I will see. I did this time because I felt I needed to reorganize the blog.
Ars Poetica November 30
Time to pause,
As all good poetry is
but a practice of
Metered thought
and the rhythm of
how practical verse can be.
So, with genteel caution
thrown to the wind…
write bad poetry…
then pause to write
good poetry once again.
Ars Poetica November 29
Full of pomp,
circumstance,
and prayers,
It is time to turn
the ink from tears
to the poetry
it was meant to be.
Pick up the pen,
put it to the page…
and let the verse
expose the differing
emotions that hold you
as a slave.
Holidays, and the problems that they represent.
Today is thanksgiving in the US. (Happy Holidays if you celebrate…)
And that last bit is part of the issue. Everyone is expecting HAPPY. Holidays are sometimes a time of grief. Or a time of extra stress. This is true no matter which holiday it is. So I ask if you are struggling…reach out. There is always someone willing to listen. You Matter!!!
For me, this is a hard one. So I am hiding in the writing and video games…and other work to avoid the emotional damage that today will bring. I hope that each of you are having a day where you are able to give yourself the space and the grace that you need.
Ars Poetica November 28
Is it a sin
to give gratitude
for the win?
Being able to convert
all of life's little hurts
into form and verse…
For me that is enough
to be grateful for,
that poetry exists.
Ars Poetica November 27
Give me the pen
My brain is alight,
It is time for me
to write poetry tonight.
Perhaps I should pause
for the verse speaks
volumes and more,
but I think it solves
the internal war.
Holiday Shenanigans
Between doctors appointments and thanksgiving…and a nasty headache…I am probably not going to manage the poetry today. I will try to catch up tomorrow. Happy thanksgiving and I appreciate your understanding.
Pad challenge Day 26
I didn’t like the prompt today…
also I saw the typo in the last stanza after I posted it. it should say For even their own scripture tells them to behave differently.
Ars Poetica November 26
the joy of poetry
is not shared
helplessly.
instead I believe
the joy of poetry
is the moment
when connection
is made.
Pattimouse 