I leaf through the books of old. Like a leech to skin, I suck in the feats of warriors past. Each word gives light to stories not written. I wish I could tell each of them that none is forgotten. Their descendants takes delight in their every effort. In every word and thought left … Continue reading Be what you seek
Today, Robbie Cheadle, stopped by to talk about a topic that is dear to my heart: poetry. I’ll be reviewing this book soon. ❤
Robbie and her friend, Kim Blades, collaborated on a poetry book called “Open a New Door.” This is a new release and you will find links to the book below.
I always like reading poetry. I enjoyed the descriptions, rhythm and word combinations. When I was a very small girl, I enjoyed nursery rhymes and rhyming songs and as I got older, I read books like The Hobbit and Emily of New Moon and really enjoyed the poems included in these books.
As an adult, there have been a few poems that have
completely captured my imagination.
The first poem is “Dante’s Inferno,” which is the first part of Dante Alighieri’s 14th-century epic poem, Divine Comedy. The Inferno tells the…
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I, A horse, Awaiting Her brave rider. I am not choosy Neither am I easy. The rider's will matters here. I won't be conquered by the weak. My language is persistence and strength. Control your mind, believe in you, you'll win. Lake of bright fire Beside, blue green river flows Battle of equals He Falters, … Continue reading Conquer the world – Just a horse ride
A stage, a market place, I have been called many names. But few know my real name. I tell it to whom I wish. A lucky few will heed those before and learn my secrets. Many would rather hear from the horse's mouth while they wine and dine me. I do not blame them. I … Continue reading Vita
An inspirational write up by Lisa J. I had to share with you. I hope each and everyone of us find the light and that when we do, we find the strength and grace to live in it and not its shadow.❤ - Aweni We are all human, and no matter our upbringing, family, … Continue reading When We Take Our Nose Out of Our Book, We Learn to Change Our Story — The Bipolar Writer Mental Health Blog
Should this pen fail me, Should this papyrus crumble, I shall tarry not. My blue blood will on stone write. I'll sacrifice to earn light. ©Aweni Image credit: Google This Tanka poem is in response to Colleen’s weekly Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. The prompts for this week’s challenge are synonyms of GIVE and RECEIVE. … Continue reading A poet’s promise
When I came across this beautiful summary of some of Rumi’s golden words, I was ecstatic. It is not everyday you come across such a brief but holistic summary of some of his important life lessons. I had to share with you. A long post but well worth the read.
“Study me as much as you like, you will not know me, for I differ in a hundred ways from what you see me be. Put yourself behind my eyes and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.” ~ Rumi
Jalāl ad-Dīn Muhammad Balkhī, also known as Rumi, was a 13th-century Persian poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic who, in my personal opinion, wrote some of the most beautiful and most profound words that were ever written. You won’t believe it how much wisdom and how so much power there is in his words. It’s incredible.
It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.”
“Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the…
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Melville looked fearfully at the Amazon he'd trained. She was meant to be his weapon against her kind. But, she discovered his intentions and her rage was sublime. He wouldn't give up. He would sow discord in their midst. Her army would turn on her, he thought gleefully. He knew he had lost when she shouted, … Continue reading United, they win
When I wear my heart on my sleeve, I am daring you to crush or keep, A heart steeped in need & glee. Knowing it matters not to it, What your choice will be. Either way its win & win A crush will its glee kill. A keep, its needs meet. As far as … Continue reading I dare you
They attribute my worth to irrelevancies. Does it not suffice that I give shelter? That I shield from harsh winds? That my hearth warms? They come in, asking, 'how big is the garden?' 'Are the kitchen tops marble?' 'How many rooms are there?' I don't mind that last question though. You see, humans are … Continue reading La Casa’s lament