#longpostalert I wrote 'The different shades of yellow,' in January 2017. It was inspired by a setting sun and the different hues it radiated one random evening. What I didn't know at the time was how this poem could reflect the many sides of human nature too. That was until three days ago when I … Continue reading Different shades
I searched far and wide for the best of the best. I walked across deserts, and sailed across oceans. I flew through bright blue skies, and dark grey clouds with no end in sight. I searched Earth's centre, its edges, and all that was in between them. The answers were many. But, only one struck … Continue reading The best of them
You must live love and laugh. You must dream, dance and dazzle. You must be bold, brave and be your best. You must be all of these, for Azareal waits scyth in hand. ❤Aweni
They race. Day hunts night. Sweat for some, sleep for fewer. They race. Fate hunts man. Sleep tells him, "death is master. But till he knocks, I'm master." ❤Aweni
No fuss, frills, or trims Jungli in walk, talk and dreams Hiss, kiss, same to her Untamed, she tames land and sea Her nature is nature's best. ©Aweni Adams September 2019 This was written and illustrated in response to Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. This week, the words are synonyms of CHARACTER and WILD.
"Why do you paint a gloomy picture? You are quite adept at making the best situation look dire. Do you want to have another go?" "Yes, please. So, I see a lady in a red swimsuit lying on her back. She is quite close to the sea... so close." He throws his hand up in … Continue reading What do you see?
Sings all day, ne'er cries Knows no pain, joys or sorrows She is a mermaid I had a dream To break boundaries To be a star My hopes started with a flicker now they are large, larger than life A raging fire Threatening to engulf from within They must breath, else I can't be On … Continue reading Dream with care
One hop, two hops, twirl A dainty form on life's stage. Cheers, boos, laughs or cries, Dainty moves with no remorse. Will she spend time on time past? Most certainly not! ❤Aweni Adams Image and poetry ©Aweni Adams 2019