Blogging U – Writing Poetry 201 – Found Poem, Landscape, Enumeratio

Blogging 201 – Writing -FOUND POEM, LANDSCAPE, ENUMERATIO

Words and phrases taken from “The Rough Guide to Thailand”  written and researched by Paul Gray and Lucy Ridout

Published by Rough Guides

.

THAILAND – SIAM

.

Land of 100,000 smiles

Resplendent traditions

Modern Opulence

.

Monarchy of stability

Unifying Theravada Buddhists

Mon, Thai, Hill Peoples

Chinese, Immigrants, Foreigners and travelling Tourists

.

Well watered world

Biggest falls

City of Mists

Pass of Three Pagodas

.

Roof of Thailand

Cloud Capped Granite Escarpment

Limestone hills

Temples carved in caves

Reclining, Standing, Sitting Buddha emerald, gold and Jade

.

Lush rice fields

Patchwork paddies

Rhododendrons, sphagnum moss

Orchids and sugar cane

Beans and tobacco

.

Folk Dance, Thai boxing

Festivals of Water, Candles, Firework rockets

Snorkel, Raft, Dive and Trek

Thailand under your skin

.

Cheryle – February 2015

Photo Blog Challenge – February 2015 – Winter

Photo Blog Challenge – February 2015 – Winter

Hello Photo Blog Challengers:

This is my first post of the five photos taken this month on the theme Winter.  I hope I figure everything out ok and can visit your photos to enjoy and get some inspiration.  In love and light  Cheryle

Winter 2015 Cat Tracks                 Cat and Bird tracks shadow the snow

Black and scruffy a black feral cat

Monk like she does alms rounds

Silent and unseen unless siting in the sun

Meditating

Generous with gratitude

She gifted us a fresh caught mouse

Winter 2015 Downtown         Winter water silently slips through icy snow

Famous for trout

Fishers cast into the bow

As it meanders through the city

Quadrants north and south divided

Rafters, kayakers, surfer too

Yes, surfers recent since the flood

Enjoy blue refreshment from the summer sun

Winter 2015 Fence 1               Fence links

Repetitive texture

Shows snows

Sensual nature

Winter 2015 Steps 1              Winter a romantic season

Ice clings to the branches beautifully

Canopy the road perfectly

Accenting the wooden stairs

winter 2015 tire tracks              Tire tracks crisp and stark

Sharp against the smooth softness of snow

The 2K International Writers’ Blog Tour – Zachary Paul Chopchinski

Zachary Paul Chopchinski is the final author interview for the 2K international Writers’ Blog Tour. The Curious Tale of Gabrielle, is scheduled to come out at the beginning of March.

Kate M. Colby

Thank you to everyone who has joined us on this blog tour! For our last interview, let me present Zachary Paul Chopchinski, whose first novel will, appropriately, be available next month!

Zachary Paul Chopchinski

zachI am 26 years old and live in Maine with my lovely wife, Layla, our two dogs and two cats. I currently work as the director of security at a local college. Working in a field like security, despite the fact that often I was a manager and in charge of sensitive situations, I found myself with plenty of time to dream up stories. Working primarily nights exacerbated this, since I was often left in solidarity to my own devices. This alone time allowed for me to create other lives, worlds, and times. Often, this led to fervid writings penned as I arrived home after long nights, my day supposedly ending, yet merely at its start…

View original post 810 more words

Blogging U 201 – Writing – Poetry – 8th Assignment – Ode, Drawer, Apostrophe

8th Assignment – Ode, Drawer, Apostrophe

Ode to my Dance Partner

 .

Slim smooth glide slowly across the page

A passive partner in the tango of words

Portrait painter of language

 .

How could I proceed without you to lead

My words are your words

My thoughts are your impetus to impress on paper

Your firm body straight

Held angled against by fingers

The world around us forgotten by your caress

 .

Where would my images be without your sacrifice

Lost in the ether without a home to go to

Shamelessly I use you

Waltz you around the wide white space

Boldly drain you, devastate your reservoir

Precious lifes’ blood

 .

How dare I be so reckless with your heart

Circles, squares, squiggles

Doddles drawn in despair

Hide my hesitation to commit

 .

Do you even notice when I neglect you

Forgotten you, Foxtrot with another

Tap Tap Tap empty characters on a screen

Void of personality and movement

 .

Do you wait in the drawer wanting to be free

To make your mark on the world

 .

.

Cheryle Feb 26, 2015

The 2K International Writers’ Blog Tour – Cheryle Baker

Wow! This is me. How weird to see my name posted. Enjoy. Let me know what you think. (I apologize for the errors I don’t always see my own mistakes)

Kate M. Colby

Cheryle Baker

Hello, I am Cheryle Baker.  I use C.Lightwalker for my virtual escapades thus the name of my Blog “Lightwalkers Blog”.

Cheryle Bill Hill Springs 2011I may not qualify for this tour.  I am not a published writer, in fact I recently enrolled in WordPress Blogging U 101, as a way to discipline myself to write on a regular basis, be accountable to doing the writing and to have some sort of structure.   I write sporadically, mostly for myself.  My main focus has been on poetry.  I attended courses Intermediate, Advanced and Form Poetry taught by Micheline Maylor at Alexandra’s Writers Society Centre in Calgary a number of years ago.

What is the first piece you remember writing (from childhood or young adulthood)?

When my great grandfather passed way, I received the phone call. I about 15 at the time.  My Mother and Father were out, probably at a Friday night dinner.  My…

View original post 612 more words

7th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry Prose Poem, Fingers, Assonance

7th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry   Prose Poem, Fingers, Assonance

REFLEXOLOGY     1a4c9b8d_298537     FIRE FINGERS

Can you feel it?  Energy, surging through my fingers?  Warmth pulsating from their tips?  Tentatively I lift the foot, fit my fingers to its’ shape.  Gently slip, past the Achilles tendon beyond the cuneiform bones down to the tips of the toes.  Wherever my fingers slid, a distinct imprint of heat follows.

Cradle the foot.  Let my fingers firmly press and twist the reflex points of the spine from the heel to the joint at the root of the big toe.  Impress the Pineal, the Hypothalamus and the Pituitary.  Release the feel good chemicals that give you an inner smile.  Manipulate the brain, sinuses’, ears and eyes.  Pop the crystals built up in the shoulders and breast.  Flush the lymph, lungs and the liver.  Eliminate toxins with a slight circular motion.  Purge the sludge sitting dormant in the stomach, kidneys, and intestines, all points of collection.  Dig deep into the hip, tail bone, the cervix and sciatic nerve.  Reduce the effects of gravity from the constraint of shoes tied tightly leaving no room for fluid movement.

Finish and invigorate the whole foot with a touch of intense pleasure.  Squish and squeeze the skin, muscles and bone to move the languishing blood up.  Up and out of the dark blue veins into the hearts cleaning pump, pump-pump, pump.  Dirty blood returns to the red arteries fresh and nourished.

Can you feel it?  The pulse of life flowing freely from heel to toe?  Walk on feet made of soft pillowy clouds and avoid caffeine.

Cheryle Feb 24, 2015

Photo:  Copyright: by  Cheryle

The 2K International Writers’ Blog Tour – Jay Dee Archer

Jay Dee Archer, a fellow Albertan currently living in Japan writes science fiction. Procrastination is his form of writers block, but determination and editing are his friends. Take a look at his interview for the 2K International Writers’ Blog Tour.

Kate M. Colby

Jay Dee Archer

jay deeBorn in a very small town in Alberta, Canada, I went through an atypical childhood as a nerd, all the way up until university.  I have been living in Fujisawa, Japan, which is near Tokyo, for nearly ten years now.  I’m an English teacher, but writing is my passion.  I’m married and have one daughter.  We will be returning to Canada next year, where I will hopefully find a lot more time to write, and a lot more privacy.  Although I teach English and write, I have a university degree in physics and astronomy from the University of Victoria in Victoria, British Columbia.  This helped fuel my obsession with everything science related, including science-fiction.  When I’m not writing (which is most of the time), I’m playing with my daughter, going out hiking and walking, and blogging.  Through my walking, I also like doing photography, and have gone…

View original post 609 more words

6th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry Ballad – Heroine, Anaphora/Epistrophe

6th Assignment – Blogging 201 – Writing Poetry Ballad – Heroine, Anaphora

Day 6 and I am up to date with my assignments.  Yeah!  I completed my Ballad about a Heroine using the poetic device Anaphora.

This is my imagining of what a young Priestess would say about her Goddess upon ordination.  It is no way historically accurate or even a slice of history.  It is just me and some words.

Ballad – Heroine, Anaphora

-isis-greek-roman-sculpture-vintage-illustration-from-meyers-konversations-stock-vector-sculpture-of 91944878  edited              A Ballad for the Goddess

If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Hung my head in supplication

I would have

……….Danced naked in your presence

.

You have risen me from despair into hope

……….From disrepute into honour

.

If knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Picked sacred herbs until my fingers bled

I would have

……….Drunk poppy juice until the truth flowed freely

.

You have replaced my chains of slavery with freedom

……….Shown me the clues to great happiness

.

If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Plaited flowers and worn them in my hair

I would have

……….Sat in silent meditation on your virtues

.

You taught me the ways of love

……….To see you in the moon and the stars

.

If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Borne the lessons without struggle

I would have

……….Lifted my voice in joyous song

.

You have given me the strength

……….To face demons dark

……….To stand alone free from fear

.

If I knew then what I know now

I would have

……….Bowed down to you the day I was born

.

Cheryle Feb 23, 2015

 

Image from:    × Stock Vector Illustration:

Sculpture of Isis – greek – roman sculpture / vintage illustration from Meyers Konversations-Lexikon 1897

  • Image ID: 91944878                      Copyright: Hein Nouwens

The 2K International Writers’ Blog Tour – Kimberly DuBoise

Kimberly DeBoise is the featured author today on the 2K International Writers’ Blog Tour. She has two published books under her writing belt. Check out her blog tinypoet.

Kate M. Colby

Kimberly DuBoise

kimI live in the Midwest with my husband, cat and dog. I have taught preschool in the public school system for ten years. I have written and published a book of poetry and a non-fiction book on faith. If I am not reading or writing I am probably cooking or walking. My blog is called the tinypoet because I am tiny- 4’6 to be exact. I have Turner Syndrome, which impacts my daily life and thus my writing.

What is the first piece you remember writing (from childhood or young adulthood)?

I wrote a book titled The Hidden Castle when I was nine and still have it. I remember choosing the cover. It was fun to illustrate, too. It is a mystery, action story that reflected my love of Nancy Drew back then! I got an A+ on it, still remember that. It meant so much to me. …

View original post 222 more words

5th Assignment – Elegy, Fog, Metaphor

Blogging U 201 – Writing Poetry – 5th Assignment – Elegy, Fog, Metaphor

misty morning 2

Elegy of you

 

The veil descends, mutable grey, tangible heartache

Unknown, wrapped alone the shroud tears illusion away

Gently, silver tendrils swirl tenderly, grasp your bright soul

Rising, darkness illuminated dissipates mist, my heart lightens

 

My last memory of you disappears into the fog, quietly

 

 

Cheryle  Feb 22, 2015