Vary sentence length. Most people write a plodding eight to ten-word sentence. If you tend to write a long sentence, make sure to have some short ones in there to add punch. If you tend to write short sentences, link a few together as dependent clauses, so the reader doesn’t feel like the armies are marching, and zzzz….
poems
✒️ Writers’ Wisdom ~ Your Intuition Knows
“Your intuition knows what to write, so get out of the way.” ~
Writers’ Wisdom ~ A Reason to Write
“I write for the same reason I breathe – because if I didn’t, I would die.” ~
🖋 Writers’ Wisdom ~ A Good Poem
“A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone’s knowledge of himself and the world around him.” ~
✒️ Writers’ Wisdom: Refuse to Give in to Reality
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.” ~
Today’s Poem ~ Courage
Courage
Sri Chinmoy
To speak ill of the world
Needs courage,
But fortunately or unfortunately
Everybody has that courage.
To love the world
As one’s own,
Very own,
Needs courage.
Unfortunately, most of us are wanting
In that courage.
The courage of the heart,
The courage of the soul
We badly need,
And not the courage
Of the unruly,
Aggressive,
Impure,
Demanding vital.
❤️ Primeval My Love for the Woman I Love ~ Walt Whitman
Primeval My Love for the Woman I love
Walt Whitman
PRIMEVAL my love for the woman I love,
O bride! O wife! more resistless, more enduring than I can tell, the
thought of you!
Then separate, as disembodied, the purest born,
The ethereal, the last athletic reality, my consolation,
I ascend–I float in the regions of your love, O man,
O sharer of my roving life.
Friends of Mine ~ Poem by James Foley
Friends of Mine
Good-morning, Brother Sunshine,
Good-morning, Sister Song, I beg your humble pardon
If you’ve waited very long.
I thought I heard you rapping, To shut you out were sin,
My heart is standing open, Won’t you
walk
right in?
Good-morning, Brother Gladness, Good-morning, Sister Smile,
They told me you were coming, So I waited on a while.
I’m lonesome here without you, A weary while it’s been,
My heart is standing open, Won’t you
walk right in?
Good-morning, Brother Kindness, Good-morning, Sister Cheer,
I heard you were out calling, So I waited for you here. Some way, I keep forgetting
I have to toil or spin
When you are my companions, Won’t you
walk right in?
James W. Foley.
Not Death But Love ~ Poem by Elizabeth Browning
Not Death But Love
I thought once how Theocritus had sung
Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,
Who each one in a gracious hand appears
To bear a gift for mortals, old or young:
And, as I mused it in his antique tongue,
I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
A shadow across me. Straightway I was ‘ware,
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair;
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,–
“Guess now who holds thee!”–”Death,” I said, But, there,
The silver answer rang, “Not Death, but Love.”
– Elizabeth Browning
Poem of Life – Author Unknown
POEM OF LIFE
Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what’s to be,
A resting place along the road,
to sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We all were meant to learn some things,
but never meant to stay…
Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know.
For some the journey’s quicker,
For some the journey’s slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We’ll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the lord
