Speak to me of harmony, As we step from the road of what was reality. Into a living, breathing furnace, Where milk and honey flow. As if time itself forgot to tick, And all of these counted moments mesh to one. Harmony exists in each broken twig, Connections flowing between rounded rock. And the world … Continue reading Laugh, Sweet Harmony- Michael Erickson
Let's experiment with a poetry form called the Rondeau...Who'll I Create Today is #40 in this collection I'm calling, very simply, 100+ Poetic Forms.
sunrise morning’s glory sapphire sky adazzle a wondrous feeling of brilliance at dawn sunset day’s light waning horizon all aglow as nightfall nears we await the evenfall © Eugenia Hoffman Eugenia enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years being rewarded both professionally and personally. Now it’s time for Eugenia to … Continue reading As the day fades – Eugenia
In the midst of summer my heart stirs for spring, With its promise of summer to be. Oh energy of a growing world, How my inspiration does flow. Now amidst the dry summer heat, And battle for survival intensifies. Cracked earth do I walk upon, And dust swirls as life faces mounting odds. I seek … Continue reading Magnolia Tree- Michael Erickson
my broken heart cries within silent regrets undoing time our past in a dream sublime. Forget-Me-Nots in my tonic and gin its magical elixir clings to my lips. embraced emotions weep in my eyes love, intoxicating, grows with each sip only sweet hellos and no goodbyes © Eugenia Hoffman Eugenia enjoyed a dedicated career in … Continue reading Throwback Friday – Loves me, loves me not – Eugenia
Let's experiment with a poetry form called the Rime Couee...
Follow the laughter of this babbling brook, As we step from our busy road of life. Upon carefully laid stones, Wreathed by soft thyme and lavender. Wipe the dullness from your tired eyes, And bask in the cool green air about us. You are now in the Grandfather Garden, Where peace dwells among the lilac … Continue reading In This Grandfather Garden- Michael Erickson
Let's experiment with a poetry form called the Rimas Dissolutas...
July, oh, July under a marmalade sky sultry laden days nature struts her ways with a riot of color dotted here and there trees dressed in their green a happy frog in-between napping in dew drops July, oh, July under a cerulean sky ever so lovely day in and day out © Eugenia Hoffman Eugenia … Continue reading July – Eugenia
Set fire to these dried strands of thought, And ignite a deeper vein of thinking. I burn with inspiration while being, And know something is about to happen. Take me from places deep, And let me peer into a wandering world. Where the very air beckons me to go. Where dare I say, may I … Continue reading Stories To Share -Michael Erickson