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19 Goodreads ‘Heart & Mind’ Poetry

Heart and MindHeart and Mind by D.G. Torrens

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Book 19 of my Goodreads Challenge 2018

A beautiful collection of poetry many seem very personal to the author who appears to be sharing some of her most intimate thoughts and memories.

Part One – For the Mind

Part Two – For the Heart

Part Three – For the Soul

There are some wonderful lines within this little treasure trove of a book

‘Memories trail down my face
Like rain on a bleak winter’s day.’

Well worth checking out.

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#NaPoWriMo Day 30

#NaPoWriMo Day 30 well today is the final day of the month but being a day behind everyone else I will try do two poems today. All prompts from NaPo website HERE.

Prompt write a poem based on the Plath Poetry Project’s calendar. Simply pick a poem from the calendar, and then write a poem that responds or engages with your chosen Plath poem in some way.

Plath Prompts

Megan says: Write a poem that includes the Latin name for a flower.

Leenie says: Try out some of those wicked Plath end-rhymes. Because “sticks” and “walks” definitely rhyme.

My inspiration came from April 5th 1962 when Sylvia Plath wrote a poem ‘Among the Narcissi’ to a sick friend. I twisted this around to turn the plant into the healing aid. Sylvia’s poem is at the end of the page. Or click HERE for more info

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Among the Narcissi by Sylvia Plath

Spry, wry, and gray as these March sticks,
Percy bows, in his blue peajacket, among the narcissi.
He is recuperating from something on the lung.

The narcissi, too, are bowing to some big thing :
It rattles their stars on the green hill where Percy
Nurses the hardship of his stitches, and walks and walks.

There is a dignity to this; there is a formality-
The flowers vivid as bandages, and the man mending.
They bow and stand : they suffer such attacks!

And the octogenarian loves the little flocks.
He is quite blue; the terrible wind tries his breathing.
The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.

 Thank you for dropping by it has been a wonderful Month

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#NaPoWriMo Day 29

#NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 29

Draft a prose poem in the form/style of a postcard. If you need some inspiration, why not check out some images of vintage postcards?

Wish You Were Here.

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Well this postcard brought me some happy childhood memories of building sandcastles at the seaside. do you have a favourite childhood memory?

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#NaPoWriMo Day 28 W.I.P.

#NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 28

#NaPoWriMo Day 26

#NaPoWriMo Day 26th Prompt

Today, we challenge you to write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself! (Mine definitely includes the statement: “Do Not Feed More Than Four Cookies Per Hour.”  See all prompts HERE

Beware of Readers

Beware Reader

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#NaPoWriMo Day 24 W.I.P.

Kate Greenstreet’s poetry is spare, but gives a very palpable sense of being spoken aloud – it reads like spoken language sounds. In our interview with her, she underscores this, stating that “when you hear it, you write it down.” Today, we challenge you to honor this idea with a poem based in sound. The poem, for example, could incorporate overheard language. Perhaps it could incorporate a song lyric in some way, or language from something often heard spoken aloud (a prayer, a pledge, the Girl Scout motto). Or you could use a regional or local phrase from your hometown that you don’t hear elsewhere, e.g. “that boy won’t amount to a pinch.”

Work In Progress W.I.P.