Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

Sunday, April 26, 2020

Happy Poetry Month: Novels in Verse

 I quite enjoy reading novels in verse. I wrote up a column for VOYA about novels in verse in 2016. But I confess I haven't read many novels in verse lately. And I'm not sure why.

I did just finish this one:

White Rose by Kip Wilson

Here's one of the poems, that I enjoyed:


Last Year I read:
Voices: The Final Hours of Joan of ArcSHOUTThe Opposite of InnocentThe Poet X


I wrote up this blog post with some early favorite novels in verse (this was my version of Top Ten Tuesday before that was a thing)

Any novels in verse that you would recommend me?


On a personal note:
But first attempt at writing a book was a novel in verse. It's up on Swoon Reads if you're interested. It's about a girl during her first year of college. 

I like to dabble in poetry now and then. I haven't written much lately, but here are few older poems that I added to the blog.

Friday, April 15, 2016

Poetry (3)


My first novel I wrote was in verse. Every now and then I like to play around with words and form poems. It started mostly after my college class. So I thought I'd share a few with you this month. Happy National Poetry Month!

Dreams have a way of disapointing you
the bigger they are
the harder you fall

And you fall down
                           down
                                   down
into the darkness
where it swallows you up

Friday, April 8, 2016

Poetry (2)


My first novel I wrote was in verse. Every now and then I like to play around with words and form poems. It started mostly after my college class. So I thought I'd share a few with you this month. Happy National Poetry Month!

My heart's in pieces
it's not you
it's not me
maybe we just
aren't meant
to be

Broken hearts 
can be mended
in time. 
Broken dreams
never heal.

Time can't heal
all wounds.

Friday, April 1, 2016

Poetry


My first novel I wrote was in verse. Every now and then I like to play around with words and form poems. It started mostly after my college class. So I thought I'd share a few with you this month. Happy National Poetry Month!
Sometimes I take a trip
down memory lane
to relive past choices
and to see what I would change
but I'd do it all 
again
so I can be here
in this moment

Saturday, June 6, 2015

D-Day: A poem

Today marks the 71st anniversary of D-Day, where Americans landed on the shores of Normandy. 

Library of Congress
Chief Photographer's Mate (CPHOM) Robert F. Sargent, U.S. Coast Guard
Here's a poem I wrote in college about an imaginary conversation with my grandfather who survived D-Day. He died when I was five or so and I have no recollections of him. 
He was Welsh and the word for grandfather is Taid, which I what I called him.

Overload on the Shores of Omaha

"I don't want to talk about it
and that's final."
I had heard these words
time and time again.

Taid never wanted to talk about his vacation in France
I would ask questions
from stories that I heard at school.
He could complain that I was bothering him
and my mother took me away
so he could rest in peace.

Then one day, he called me
to his side.
Finally he shared his story.
Only once he started,
I wanted to beg him to stop.

I didn't want to hear how afraid he was
or how the sea surged crimson
at the crack of dawn
when they landed on the shores of France.

I didn't want to hear about the bodies lying on the beach
or the ones floating
who would never swim back to shore.
He told me about the recurring nightmare,
his friends would call out for help
but there was no where to turn
and no where to run.

The next day, Taid took his last breath.
I stood proudly by his gave
but I did not cry
not even when they folded the flag
or when the shots rang out.
I played the role of his brave soldier.

Monday, December 22, 2014

Christmas Week Review: Santa Clauses

 



Haikus for Christmas from December 1st until the 25th from Santa Claus - just to see how he spends the month of December getting ready for Christmas at the North Pole.
My Thoughts: A fantastic Christmas picture book that made me sigh with happiness. The book is short, but sweet and filled with the Christmas spirit. The pictures are beautiful. When I finished the book I sighed with happiness. This is one book to read again and again every year! A Magical read.

Cover Thoughts: Cute
Source: My Library