Miles to Go Before I Sleep Taken from Robert Frost Stopping By the Woods Focused on my journey and perpetual need for rest. What wonders have I missed blinded to all I perceive as ordinary? What whisper of harness bells sent through morning bird…
Category: Miscellaneous
Orange
Of late I am drawn to the color orange It was not always so but now I seek out orange that word that rhymes with almost no words in shirts pants food art It is quite curious this love affair Nearby a very slow moving…
Introduction
A little late on the introduction but hello! My name is Ariel. I am 27 years old and have no clue what to do with this introduction. I procrastinate to the fullest extent which is why it is getting out so late but here it…
Hour One – “Water” prompt
Carefully collected In my metal pots and bowls The gentle rain of summer solstice I offer a chalice To my goddess the Morrigan In thanks for lending me her strength Three bowls for the cats Named for Goddesses, All three They’ve lost their…
Hour 2 Writing Prompt – Pick a line or phrase from Robert Frost’s poem Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening, and use it in your poem
Miles to go before I sleep* (a poem for dad, oh how we miss you!) It’s hard to write about you Dad So much to say yet the words won’t come Your chair sits empty but still I look Maybe to catch a glimpse…
Why I’m here9am
That’s why I’m here Excuse me? Good evening I’m looking for this place, do you know where it is? Quiet, nervous, scared Sure do. Follow me. I’m going there as well It’s this way- He led the way I followed him into a church- It…
Hour 2- The Darkest Evening
A bright and cheerful person like me, You wonder what my worry might be, Why I sometimes have to back away, Not always breezy and carefree. The darkest evening of the year, Unlike others, is the day I least fear, The one I wait for…
Ray of Hope
Sun peeks behind clouds bringing forth light again to shine on in darkness
Inspired by Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” The journey’s long, but love waits there. The road is wide, then narrows where, Darkness comes before it’s time To gather close and offer care. Young hearts wait, our hugs to feel….
The Time, it is against Us
The Time, it is Against Us The time, it is against us. How the hour is getting late. Wait! Easy, Charile… take you time and trust us, Tempt fate and find your mate, if you use what you have wisely. Minutes, like dog-years blindly erasing…