Hope – A Shadorma

this new day

as morning dew perch

on perky

blades of grass

reflecting colors of dawn –

I embrace the day

Pat

9/14/22

The Shadorma consists of a six-line stanza (or sestet). Each stanza is written as 3-5-3-3-7-5 for a total of 26 syllables with no set rhyme scheme. When writing a Shadorma, I would concentrate on a specific subject. Shadorma need a title.

For Tanka Tuesday with Colleen where we are using the specific form- Shadorma. To read or participate go here

https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2022/09/13/tankatuesday-poetry-challenge-no-289-9-13-22-specificform-shadorma/

Robbie’s Inspiration: Book Release Tour for The Winding Road: A Journey of Survival by Miriam Hurdle

Thank you for hosting my launch tour today, Robbie. I’m thrilled to be here to share my new book with your friends. During the launch tour, I want to talk about memoir writing. Here is my topic for today. How did I write my memoir? Collecting data During my fifty-three weeks of the cancer journey, […]

Robbie’s Inspiration: Book Release Tour for The Winding Road: A Journey of Survival by Miriam Hurdle

Miriam’s new book everybody!!

Pat

A Gathering

I did not start out thinking I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.

But now, as we gather to honor and remember I can see how it would have added to the heady, live perfume of the garden and to the much appreciated diversion.

It was all still so raw, still so new. The whips of conversations –

“…What the hell was he doing on a motorcycle at his age?…” “…He was living his life…”. “…I still can’t believe he’s gone…”, “…you know how he is, was…”

blending with talks about the scents that filled our senses as we fiddled with the blooms. Taking turns with the butterflies, and bees.

This felt surreal.

As it turned out, this gathering in this place of sweet diversions did bring with it a certain peace. For this, I was grateful.

Pat

9/13/2022

For dVerse where the prompt is to use

“I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.” 

from the Katherine Riegel poem, “What I would like to grow in my Garden.”

To participate or just read, go here

Prosery: When it comes to Katherine Riegel