Category Archives: Poetry
Ode to Seuss
Why I Write
I write because I love it.
I write to keep me sane.
I write when I feel happy
or sad or just mundane.
I write because Hubby says,
“if you neglect to do
writing every single day
your attitude is poo!”
I write ’cause I adore it.
I write because it’s free.
Writing’s a true essential;
costs less than therapy.
I write because I want to.
I write because it’s play.
Sometimes I just write to learn
what my thoughts have to say.
Ask me if I’ll ever stop—
the answer is, I won’t.
And I write because my head
will explode if I don’t.
***
I write because I love it.
Why do you write?
Photo credit: Casey Alexander
*revision from earlier post
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Limerick
There once was a girl from Nantucket
Who spent half her life in a bucket
When people jeered “why?”
She winked her brown eye
And said,
I just realized that almost any other rhyming word I use here will be impolite.
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10 Reasons to Write
I’m a little behind on the assignments for Writing 101. I’ll explain why in a later post. For now, I’m just trying to catch up. Here’s my answer, in tribute to my hero—the man who first made me fall in love with rhythm and rhyme. Bonus points if you guess who.
Why I Write
I write because I love it.
I write to keep me sane.
I write when I feel happy
or sad or just mundane.
I write because Hubby says,
“if you neglect to do
writing every single day
your attitude is poo!”
I write because I love it.
I write because it’s free.
Writing’s a true essential;
costs less than therapy.
I write because I love it.
I write because it’s play.
Sometimes I write just to learn
what my thoughts have to say.
Ask me if I’ll ever stop—
the answer is, I won’t.
And I write because my head
will explode if I don’t.
***
I write because I love it.
Why do you write?
Photo credit: Casey Alexander
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Ugh
Sent my laptop for repairs.
Parts on backorder.
Laptop finally returned, but isn’t fixed. Back it goes.
Thank God for extended warranties.
Trying to post via phone just doesn’t work for me…
Want to guest post? Email me via the contact link above. You’re always welcome in my virtual writing den. 🙂
*Posts involving adoption (truth or fiction) get first dibs. 😉
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Forgive them?
Father, forgive them
they don’t know what they do
Father, forgive them
they do not have a clue
Father, forgive them
please take my life instead
Father, forgive them
put the price on my head
Father, forgive them
I know all they’ve done
Father, forgive them
hear your only son
Father, forgive them
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Today it occurred to me that when he was pleading on our behalf, he was even forgiving the shooters in Kenya. As one of my young friends says… “mind…blown.”
I wonder if my capacity for forgiveness will ever be anywhere close.
Probably not.
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Be
I don’t generally post my poetry, but found this in one of my old notebooks and I still like it.
Be
shining daylight for the blind
swift transport for the lame
love for the unlovely ones
balm soothing all in pain
hope for mothers in sorrow
recognition for one ignored
open to hungry homeless
a shield from vicious hordes
life for the man who’s soulless
friendship for the bereft
comfort for grieving soldiers
bright joy for the depressed
a voice for unheard children
in doing this we’ll see
the hands and feet of Jesus
are what we’ve come to
be
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