A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
A log of our magnificent journey. |
Treasured memories of home return, again and again, every one a slice of life accumulated through the years, stored away in the heart's attic, until pandemic strikes and we need reinforcement by engaging happier moments during this time of uncertainty. Notes on the Acrostic form of poetry ▼ |
Here comes the rain, delivering its boon on sultry summer afternoon, as clouds attempt to drown the gaudy rooster weather vane, while torrents cascade down my window pane. Notes on the Star Sevlin form of poetry ▼ |
The earth becomes a canvas for Mother Nature's art when Heaven pours its bounty upon the ground and then brushes flower garden with lots of sunshine, 'til sprouts of daffodils and pansies abound. She paints my yard in vibrant green, gold, and magenta, bejeweled with resplendent morning dew drops, viewed with pleasure from my perch in back porch rocking chair while savoring scrumptious cherry lollipops. Notes on the Doha form of poetry ▼ |
thunderclouds parade en masse ambulances rush this way and that sirens scream cacophony overwhelms preacher's sermon of hope Notes on the Japanese Gogyohka form of poetry ▼ |