I haven't posted any poems from the Portrait Poetry Series recently - it is surprise how many I have gathered over the years. Truthfully, I haven't written any in some time - and perhaps, during these moments of quiet reflection that being stuck home has given me - I may need to start again. For… Continue reading Portrait Poetry Series #80: Mona Lisa Smile
Tag: poetry for women
Sleep, My Little One, a poem
I know I can't speak for every mother, but even as my children grow up - I still carry with me the thought that they are still my babies. I don't think that will ever change. It's not to say that I don't recognize the many ways in which they have grown, but I feel… Continue reading Sleep, My Little One, a poem
She is Only a Weed, a poem
I broke out of form and actually wrote two fourteen line poems today. This one did not have a challenge attached to it, but it is more difficult for me to restrict lines in a poem, because I usually allow the poem to dictate its length. Enjoy! She must falter, when the winds do… Continue reading She is Only a Weed, a poem
Spread Your Wings and Fly, a poem
Let your thoughts touch the horizon sway among the clouds and grow - as thoughts must do upon fields of flowers up-swept in imagination Stretch your wings and fly where others never thought possible where your dreams have wings and your heart can fly. (c) Sumyanna 2016 Gorgeous image courtesy of Pixabay.com
Love is Romanced by Her Song, a poem
Lately I have been going through many of my older poems (many, many, many of which I have not shared here) and editing them. It has been an enjoyable task - but I haven't had the opportunity to work as much on new poems. This poem was written for a dear friend and fellow-poetess… Continue reading Love is Romanced by Her Song, a poem
Daily Post Prompt: Racing the Wind, A poem
She slipped out To the forest In the late afternoon When the shadows Grew longer Across the dusty path. You could hear The rattle of wheels As she raced with the wind The cruiser handlebars Wavered as she sped Hands clenched tightly You could see The rise of dust And she pedaled faster Hair swept… Continue reading Daily Post Prompt: Racing the Wind, A poem
Portraits Poetry Series #48: Dreams Could Not Live There
In case you haven’t been here before, I love writing prompts – whether a list of words, one word, or even an image. With these posts, I have written poems specifically about paintings and I hope, with my words, you see the scene just as visibly in your heart and mind as if you had… Continue reading Portraits Poetry Series #48: Dreams Could Not Live There
Memories of the Dance, a poem
The old woman sat Alone on the bench And peered in the distance. She watched leaves fall Mid pirouette in the breeze And she remembered Movements like these - Standing behind stage As the curtain raised And her arm’s delicate dance As she entered, on cue Tilted head A wide smile And her cousin,… Continue reading Memories of the Dance, a poem
Wounded Learning, A Poem
I stood there Watching the fireworks display, No, not in the foreground But on the ground Knees pulled up to my chin Arms wrapped around me Trying to keep out the cold. The sun had not even gone down yet, But there was cause for celebration People in the street Joined the excitement Some… Continue reading Wounded Learning, A Poem
Always Beautiful, a poem
She’s a beauty that trembles At the loss of light And sometimes This crazy world Has just lost its sight But the truth wants to whisper From morning till night, That beauty is - And always will be Beautiful, you see. She’s a dazzling diamond In a sea of dark coal She’s a perfumed… Continue reading Always Beautiful, a poem
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