She Walked In The Garden

Spring was coming

so, she walked in the garden

to find the fresh buds

smiling towards the sun.

It was a long journey for

them from the organization

of carbon to being able to

see the sun. Aideen wandered

through the perfectly planted

patches. The gardeners worked

so hard to create color for

wanderers to enjoy. Aideen

was bothered by her

father’s new business partner,

he was young, handsome,

and was to perfect to not

remember. She had other

things to do than bother

with this man’s gaze on her.

When they met, she felt his

interest in here immediately.

Why did she care, she had a

wedding to plan. She was about

to marry the most wonderful man

in town. Aideen’s thinking is stopped

by a beautiful bouquet of jasmine

being placed in front of her.

Where did someone get flowers

in full bloom? it was not yet spring. She

followed the hand holding the bouquet

to the arm coming from behind her. She

turned around to see Iain.

 

 

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Tighten That Poetry Like You Tighten A Muscle

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Loose words like loose muscles don’t make a poem look so great. Tightening up a poem so it does not have words that do not belong there. This is very necessary for bringing poems to another level. It is also good not to be too concise. You want to leave the reader wondering what it is you are trying to say. Being to obscure is no good, I always struggle with this.  I have too many ideas at one time. If you read great poetry you will realize that the poet took the time to construct each line so that every word belongs where it is. Sometimes you can work on a poem for a while trying to get this exactness. Sometimes it just does not come. It is always good to have a couple poems going at one time so you can be working. This can up your productivity while attaining that nice tight poem of eloquence.

 

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I Do It Before

The Snow and cold are coming.

Although living in a tropical zone

for twenty years, I find myself

now near the mountains for love.

The snow and cold are coming,

on Thursday. Today is Tuesday.

The temp will be 50 degrees today.

I love it. There is a coolness to the air,

at 50 degrees, but not enough to make

me shiver. I will be outside as much

as I can. So that come Thursday,

I love being indoors, and not wish

to be out when the cold freezes

the path of my nose, and may freeze

my happiness if I stay out in the

16-degree weather for long. I make

sure to go outside before the cold

gets too cold. So curling up inside

feels like home and not something

forced upon me be weather nature.

 

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What Does it Taste Like?

A cupcake looks beautiful and tastes beautiful,

like a sweet cloud at sunset among pinks, lavenders,

and blues. The sugar runs through me like the wind

while at the same time damaging my already fragile

system. I don’t care as it is worth the beauty on my tongue.

Do I care it will add to my already full hips, recessing lips,

and aging skin, nope. It is worth it. Sometimes, I have to do

what I know is wrong as I spend my life doing what is suppose

to be right yet I see others fly so high doing what I dare not do.

 

 

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For the Love of Travel/Travel for Love Poetry/Curtail Sonnet

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Curtail sonnet is a ten line sonnet, give or take and is a basic shortened version of the regular sonnet which is usually fourteen lines. Originally from Italy and translated as “little song” , you can easily see the simple few lines as the transfer of the feeling of inspired love by a known or new found muse.

I finally realize love is an emotion led by many things and in different ways by everyone. It took me a while to realize how easy it is to make a conscious effort to call upon the love that I have in my heart and to reveal and be proud of feeling love and being loved. Travel is one thing that opens my love heart and inspires lots of possibilities and wonderful ideas. I am going to try my hand at a curtail sonnet about travel and hopefully a little love.

Your voice stops for a moment,

and you ask me how I am.

Your love repairs what’s broken

and humbles me to a lamb.

I cuddle to you dragon

no longer with fear,

our spirits vaporize

love, peace, and strength our prize.

Fur and bees and everything zen

drive our fantasies and join our traveling lives.

So there is a little ten line sonnet, a curtail sonnet. It if course ca be worked on a little more and edited, but it is a start. Try your hand at a curtail sonnet and read it aloud. Rhyme and rhythm play heavily into sonnets, so you can work on that to. The end rhyme can have a  pattern but they can also be free, whatever you would like, and whatever fits in with what you are trying to say.

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For the love of poetry and travel here is my book of travel poems Poetry Travels. You can buy it on amazon or sample it just follow this link Poetry Travels I welcome any suggestions, comments. Thank you for reading! Slainte!

Traveling to Never Give Up on Finding Something to Love/Senses in Poetry/Reiki

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A friend of mine is struggling so I am writing this post for him. What he loved before is hurting him, and he can not see what to love beyond this one love that he loves. He even has people that love him so much, but he still can’t see the next thing to love over the horizon. I dedicate this post to him and anyone struggling to never stop looking for something to love. No matter how ridiculous it may seem to the rest of the world love what you love. Find love in something. We love people, but as the saying goes you never want to invest all your love into just a person it is too suffocating, so find something else to love along with them.

Love changes sometimes you need to give up that first thing you loved for something else.

This post besides being about finding something to love is about the senses in poetry, because part of love is the opening of the senses. Smelling a wonderful floral scent in a home can awaken the mind to happiness and freedom. Touching someones skin and giving a hug just feel and sense that closeness with another human being. You have to be ready to accept it.

Putting that wonderful wine to your lips and taking a small sip and identifying the different flavors is amazing and wonderful.

Seeing someone’s handsome face, or beautiful face, a beautifully designed chair, lamp, or painting also opens the senses to another realm.

Listening to music can make the mind travel to heights nothing else can drive you too. Birds chirping, the breeze blowing, so many sounds must be heard to continue to be happy and love.

I’m going to try my hand at a poem with the five senses.

Love and Senses

Let me look for love,

I have been bound by hands of personal binding

for too long, I made my mistakes, apologized,

and it is time to be free.

The floral scent of happiness slumbers within me,

and me and the outside world do our best to wake her.

It is time.

My  tongue tastes the wonders of the fruit and the drink

of sweet contentedness and quiet adventure.

Reiki can help set me free reminding me of that

which flows underneath like a spring.

I don’t have to wait for someone else

to put a goblet underneath in order to make the spring flow, no.

I have the power to move and touch the trickle

and realize the moments of stream to flood

and swim in between.

There is always something to love.

So that is a little poem using the sense. The senses are so important in poems because they are easy to relate to. Try your hand at sense in your poem. Oscillate between the abstract ideas and concrete ones so the reader is aware of what you are writing about. Being as clear as you can in writing is important, but being true to yourself is necessary too.

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Travel Volta/Known Word of the Day/Lotus

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The Volta in a poem is like the denouement in a story, it means “turn” it is where the story turns or poem turns. It’s that single event that changes everything. The finding of the hundred dollars on the ground to pay the rent while he was about to sell his valuable baseball card. It was the proposal of marriage when she was about to pack up and leave for Europe.

I will try my hand at a Volta in this sonnet with the know word of the day of the day Lotus the spiritual flower that emerges from murky water and is associated with rebirth. It can therefore be used as a Volta in bad situation for the rebirth to something good.

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She had been looking through the life jungle

to self, to love, and clear her mind fungal.

Everyday waking up focusing on help

 strengthening her muscles to honor god.

Eating fruits, greens, drinking water, and kelp,

organic, no GMO, for her bod.

Letting her spirit turn web into silk

wanting her love speech, heart as pure as milk.

Walking and talking, whispering in trees

friends and family hearing advises

traveling to clear springs cleansing the bees

of negativity from soul and vices.

And now she rises high and floats healed

with roots in the earth and heart to the sky.

So there you have it a little turn at the end of finding a happy place somewhere between the earth and the sky. Try your hand at a sonnet with a volta. Remember your rhyme schemes at the end. You want to hold to a loose pattern but they don’t have to be exact. Count your syllables as well. Again it does not have to be exact if you don’t want to.

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Click Travel Poetry for the link Travel Poetry to the book and enjoy. Also keep writing in journals or on your tablets or phone. A good old journal will do. Slainte!