Broken Blade, etc.

Dull, red-chipped armor snarling, cutting, moving forward

One green-tinted blade, shallow-rooted, starving

Surrounded by other brave companions

All slightly brown

Yearning for water

But the fight's gone on so long; forever

Crisp and prickly, knowing the sword is coming

But waiting to be cut down; Knowledge all is lost

Remaining steadfast even so

The cutter approaches, overwhelming ROOOAARR!

Standing tall in the face of Red Death on wheels

Sword passing, heart-stopping

Then, miraculous, Green Blade lives…but is diminished.

Next the rain comes

 

I wanted to encourage you to be thinking about a submission for the poetry contest.  The contest is very informal (I wouldn't have it any other way)...it shouldn't be a scary thing...because Melissa and I are gentle souls (always for her; 98% for me), and we'll treat your creations with respect.

Additionally, please pass the information along to your children.  The creativity of children and teens never ceases to amaze me...they don't usually have the inhibitions and fears we have a tendancy to befriend as we gain experience.

In the meantime, think about shedding your inhibitions...losing some of your baggage...in a small way.

As you may have noticed above...my own poetry isn't earth-shattering, but in thinking it up...it keeps my mind active...it helps me to process the things around me.

So write something funny, sad, angry, sappy, sarcastic, bittersweet or all of the above.

Tell a story...or not.

But I have to say...I'm so ready to admire what you create.

Comments

[Laura]

Woohoo! Watch out world...Suzy's arrived! :)

[Suzy]

My creative juices are flowing!