Category Archives: original poetry/ light verse
I, Pandora.
Feet in the earth
Face in the water
Heart in my hand
I, Pandora.
How ephemeral thou art
Mine eyes see through thee
Just beneath the salty sea
I snorkel.
Reach
Taste of my heart.
But, rub my back
This posture is for the birds.
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© RAS 10/17/2020 1:48 AM EST
Original Poetry.
You know, these blogs really are a great place to store your best stuff. They aren’t 100% plagiarist proof, but at least you have a shelf to put it on. Meantime, some of the templates are easier to navigate than others; the one I use was designed in 2013 and, for an old girl, that’s recent enough.*
Billy Collins is doing a Masterclass on Facebook. He spoke at Chautauqua a few years ago, in the Hall of Philosophy. I was there. He also did a talk with Paul Simon, in the Amp. He, together with James Kavanaugh, is/are my continuing inspirations and emulations.
But, my mother was my first.
She could rhyme a verse in minutes. For anything I’ve ever crafted, she gets best credit.
So, in honor of mum, whose dreams were deferred, read a few poems today. On her behalf, I will thank you.
It’s also William Shakespeare’s birthday.
Read.
Thank you.
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© 4/23/19 Ruth Ann Scanzillo.