I fear the time That I would have to let you go Since I have been your human And you, my soul dog My bed become yours My dear pillow staler My heart holder Alex| Mybookworld24
Ever thought if tomorrow never comes How would you live the rest of today What will be your farewell to the world What will be your mark or sign That you lived here for how many years Alex| Mybookworld24
The name the wind calls That you start to think it’s false Calling to your ear To bring you back here Back to your family roots Or to your truths The weight of a ton But some things can’t be undone Alex| Mybookworld24
What people think about the bully breeds Is that they will attack everything and anything So they should be kept in a cage In reality, they are lovebugs Their tail are always wagging A loyal friend who won’t leave your side (Even when you want them to) Alex| Mybookworld24
I will write a song without words Because I want to hear yours The kind of crowds and tours And I’m willing For the holes that need filling In the calm and the thrilling Alex| Mybookworld24
When I asked why Boys can’t play Barbies dolls And girls can’t play with cars Teachers looked at me Like I said, a bad word To young me A toy is just a toy No other meaning behind it Alex| Mybookworld24
The beauty in the magic Are the things you can’t Not the ones you are seeing Therefore, understandable to the world But the hidden message Is there for you only to see And it’s easy to miss If you aren’t careful Alex| Mybookworld24
The colours you see in the sea Are bright and free From the creatures Who calls it home When the sun rays Hit the water The magic is uncovered Looking at the deep surface Where they come out to play alex| Mybookworld24
A book you can’t put down Since you want to know What’s the next and the next Page has to say The why and how The story will go Until the final words That is the end Alex| Mybookworld24
Image is from Pexels When I was a teen I used to dream For a friend for the outside world Since people would visit me At my home or online But on the street or at school They turn their face As if …| Mybookworld24
Image is from Pexels At the tip of your tongue But no matter how much Your mind is thinking To let the words out It feels like the universe Has something to say And finds a need for you To listen …| Mybookworld24
Rebecca Cuningham has set a July poetry challenge on the theme of laughter. No more than 60 words in free verse. Here is my poem. Laughing Rainbows You have to laugh!No sooner had I made a noteof a poetry challenge about laughterthan I read a news articleabout new badges for the Girl Guiding movement.Rainbow Guides... Continue reading →| Sue's Trifles
Image is from Pexels As you know, I listen to the new release radar list on Spotify every week. To be honest, I don’t always listen to the whole playlist, but this week I did, mainly because my han…| Mybookworld24
This post was originally published 9 years ago, in June 2016; considering everything going on in the world these days, especially the turmoil here in the States, I felt it was important to pull it …| Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme
Going through the curse of the content creator, some changes will be coming in my life soon. On Friday, I told myself that I would finish the posts for June. As you can see, that didn’t happen, and…| Mybookworld24
Image is from Pexels Turning my head At the start of the soft piano Trying to follow the noise Trying to guess If it’s in my head Or the world around Will be my friend And help me understand This i…| Mybookworld24
The image is from Pexels What’s the closet like? Like a room full of doors and ways out But they are locked to you Like water leaking, even if there aren’t any holes Like a room full of people But …| Mybookworld24
Still, I supposemy grief is small.It doesn’t stack like the deadin a devastated shtetlwhere my grandmother,fresh from war,returned in Soviet fatiguesto findher parents and younger brotherslaughtere…| The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱
You are in for a treat, today. And no, I don’t mean I’m sharing someone else’s poetry – you’re still stuck with mine. I am, however, keeping today’s post brief! The last couple of weeks, I’ve been sharing poetry I wrote was I was in high school and college – but today I’m giving you … Continue reading Poetry Friday: “Summer Frost,” from the Poetry Society of NH’s Spring 2025 literary journal| Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme
Welcome, and happy Poetry Friday! (Wondering what Poetry Friday is? Click here.) I’m so happy you’ve dropped by. Whether you’re a regular participant in the Poetry Friday world, or you ended up here from a search or a link, please know that we’re a welcoming community! Read, comment, think, share, and enjoy! Hey, if you’re […]| Laura Purdie Salas
A collection of reflections in free verse – The Sadness I Carry I have worked on myselfslowly, steadily, deeply.I am no longer as sad, anxious, or lostas I once was. But I know nowthat some sadness doesn’t leave. It settles in quietly,not as a burden,but as part of who I have become. I don’t even … More A Quiet Kind of Knowing| The Bespectacled Mother
I mentioned last week that this has been a pretty busy school semester for me – my busiest ever, as a matter of fact – but apparently the semester isn’t the only thing that’…| Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme
Reflecting seasons upon my skin,my winter white begins to fade;kissed by the sunSweet honey hues replace coatswith a warm healthy glow,blooming in fresh florals,matched with light summer scents.Ris…| Brazanne Muse
Image is from Pexels This week, I only need to work two days, partly thanks to a public holiday. May 1st is Workers’ Day here, and last week, I worked an extra day, so this week, I only have …| Mybookworld24
It’s the first hour of Easter, and with this, I have four posts to write. Given how slow I’m typing, it will be a long day, but even like the steps of a turtle, I have faith I will make it. I…| Mybookworld24
If you’ve been following this blog for any amount of time, you know I love doing school & library visits, sharing my love of reading, writing, and book creation with students of all ages.…| Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme
Crash!!! The glass jar of jalapenos tumbled,hitting the floor,shattering into a million pieces,spreading across the kitchen. “So much for the morning rush,” I cried out. But breakfast c…| The Bespectacled Mother
Image is from Pexels I feel like I’m behind on everything, and that’s because I am behind. I’m unsure why, but having a sinus issue is causing me brain fog, so I ended up scrolling YouTube all week…| Mybookworld24
Image is from Pexels Typically, Sunday nowadays, since I don’t have any posts scheduled and had to restart my current read twice since I didn’t pay attention to what it was reading to me. I listene…| Mybookworld24
It's funny how sometimes there's kind of a "thing" in middle grade literature. This week, I read two different books that were published in the same week and both were about kids who were dealing with a missing mom. It's fairly often that children are left to their own devices, particularly in middle grade literature-think James and the Giant Peach, Harry Potter, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, to name a few, so it's not really surprising to find missing parents, but these two books...| The Book Search
If onlyunkind words could be forgottenmistakes forgivenbad memories erasedfrom our retentive memoriesthat can so easily wash over goodIf onlylearning could be easyand the slate could be wiped clean…| Brazanne Muse
Old lungs puffing like gills, I beg to be thrown back to boyhood’s clear waters.| FIVE SOUTH
When my dog and I look at the sky we see haloes and fuzz, our sight clouded by a sameness.| FIVE SOUTH
I open my eyes, in sync with the sunas I watch her riseshe lifts me in her loaning lightSimple beauty just begunin the newness of each dayInfinitesimal time unfoldsits encoreBefore…just before my e…| Brazanne Muse
This week Robbie Cheadle (the W3 PoW) has challenged us to write a poem on the theme of “an impactful childhood memory & how it affected you at the time” using “any combinatio…| A Different Perspective
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I belong in this moment;to those my heart holds dear -but I am no ones belongingI belong to myself;feel a sense of home within -all places with welcome open armsTo my…| Brazanne Muse