Settle down, folks... It's Monday already! So it's POTLUCK/Picnic time!! Yaayyy...
We (Olivia and Kavita) delightedly welcome you again to Poetry Picnic... A perfect April Monday... now that can only mean "Muse, Art, Music and Poetry"!! What say?? Come on.. join us...
Register yourself (with your name and the link to your potluck entry) using InLinkz below, and leave a comment with a pointer to your post! It would be great if you could link back to us on your blog!!! Once you are done with this, visit other participants (at least 6), read their entries, comment, AND ENJOY!!! Of course, you can always submit any poem of your choice as well...
Remember: Every week, InLinkz will be up on Sunday, at 2pm (CDT), and will stay open for an week, So you will have 7 days to share your poem with us...COOL huh?!! Also, if you aren't new to Poetry Potluck, please note that we may not send you weekly reminders. So, it would be awesome if you could add us to your Blogroll or Favorites, so that you can stay updated with the happenings on our site!!
Flash Forward!! Having splashed about in beauty and music, let's undo our "Doubts, Fears, Inhibitions and Hesitations"!! Brr... Scary!! But that's next week! So you have one entire week to prepare your poem for this theme.. :) And if you are unable to submit a poem ON the theme, relax... Send in an older poem you would love to share with us...
And now, LET'S GET STARTED with this week's potluck!!!! Enjoy the Sunshine here and write on... Thanks for joining in and supporting your fellow poets here at OUR favorite Poetry Potluck!!!
A heart, touched... A soul, moved...
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(by Sonam Mandal)
The song had not left
The tip of her tongue,
Had not been penned in ink,
Or thought out in blood,
Before it filled in her heart
The wondrous joy of its coming.
Never had she met one
She could adore more,
Than the voice of a Songbird,
Singing deep and sad lore,
Of her wisdom gained,
And lovers lost to time.
Nor ever did she feel complete,
Without her favorite tune
Playing on the radio,
Electric guitar, and drumbeats,
To take her high and bring her low,
And finally settle for acoustic strings.
The poetry bled from her pen,
Onto pages waiting to be read,
Words that wrote themselves,
And she watched in wonder,
As each quivering page after another,
Filled with the ink of her thoughts.
Her dear Muse paid her a visit,
Bringing songs from afar as gifts,
And taking a little of her soul,
In the form of penned thoughts,
And music strummed from her guitar,
As a gift to the world beyond.
***
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(by Sonam Mandal)
The song had not left
The tip of her tongue,
Had not been penned in ink,
Or thought out in blood,
Before it filled in her heart
The wondrous joy of its coming.
Never had she met one
She could adore more,
Than the voice of a Songbird,
Singing deep and sad lore,
Of her wisdom gained,
And lovers lost to time.
Nor ever did she feel complete,
Without her favorite tune
Playing on the radio,
Electric guitar, and drumbeats,
To take her high and bring her low,
And finally settle for acoustic strings.
The poetry bled from her pen,
Onto pages waiting to be read,
Words that wrote themselves,
And she watched in wonder,
As each quivering page after another,
Filled with the ink of her thoughts.
Her dear Muse paid her a visit,
Bringing songs from afar as gifts,
And taking a little of her soul,
In the form of penned thoughts,
And music strummed from her guitar,
As a gift to the world beyond.
***
Thank you, Sonam, for this melodious (oh yea!! that's how lovely it is) poem... we are truly honored!!
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Happy Writing!
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16 comments:
welcome to week 29 poetry picnic...
Thanks so much for the opportunity to link up and to visit others!
Just a snippet--perhaps enough to whet a poet's appetite :)
have fun, sharing some of mine.
:)
Hello and happy NaPoWriMonth! I shared my accomplishment for Day 1 :-) and will be happy to read some more.
I am BACK!!! *smile* I don't know if that scares or excites you (or if you honestly couldn't care less) but it is still the case. Entering a small triolet, inspired by NaPoWriMo 2012 and am so happy to be picnicking with you all again!
Thanks for the invite ...have been away so have had a break from writing for a few weeks so an oldie relating to an artists work used as a prompt x x
Great topic for spring - I was inspired by nature's artwork down at the harbor and again by a local artist's painting of another view close by - we poets are so lucky to have poetry fodder all around us for milling over, and especially for you who give us a place to share each other's work.Blessings and happy spring!
Great topic for spring - I was inspired by nature's artwork down at the harbor and again by a local artist's painting of another view close by - we poets are so lucky to have poetry fodder all around us for milling over, and especially for you who give us a place to share each other's work.Blessings and happy spring!
I went colored outside the lines. I wrote a poem for Good Friday called: A Woman's View of the Cross.
Happy Poetry Month. And thanks for hosting this! Here's my Show-Off Limerick.
Happy Spring
enjoy spring as she unfolds, petal by petal!
Happy spring! Here's a "bouquet of kisses" in celbration of spring. :)
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have fun writing today.
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