INSIDE THE PALE… a poem of faith

Aurora phenomenon

Be who you are

The power is inside

Reach for the stars

Have faith and not pride

Give voice to the voice

That resides in your heart

The words that you say

Can mend a soul torn apart

Speak kindness and love

And lead the right way

Smile and laugh often

Everyday

Time will soon come

And your ship will sail

Stay true in your faith

Live inside the pale

WIND… a poem

selective focus photo of woman standing on sea shore near rock formation during golden hour

Oh, wistful wind

How you tease me so

Gentle as the summer breeze

You cause dancing of the snow

typhoon

Twisted and destructive

Typhoons and cyclones too

Heartbreak you leave in your path

To settle in the gloom

Sad, Child, Boy, Kid, Crying, Tears

You can ease the heat of August

Or crash the waves of the seas

Dry the tears from a baby’s eyes

Blowing as you please

body of water during daytime

A love or hate relationship

Mother Nature’s deadly wrath

Sailors curse or praise you

Are you a psychopath

Abstract Painting Story/Poetry Contest

Hello my wonderful, talented WordPress family!

As I have continued my struggle to write on any kind of regular basis I had a thought… Start a contest! I will post a couple of my abstract paintings and see what kind of response I get with micro-fiction or poetry using one of the paintings below as the subject.

As an added bonus I will give away each painting to the winner that I and my small team choose. (Any ideas or volunteers to help judge would be great. You would obviously not be in the contest.)

Rules:

  1. Choose one painting to write about.
    1. Microfiction – 300 or less
    2. Poetry – Comparative to length of microfiction (Nothing real long, please!)
  2. Submit back as a response to this post.
  3. Post copy of painting with your submission.
  4. Winners will be determined after the contest is closed on Dec. 31st. The winners and their submissions will be presented in a new post.
  5. I will acquire the address for the winner and send the paintings out in January.
Painting 1
Painting 2

Good luck to all and happy writing!

Kev

MY MUSE… a poem

green-leafed plant

Muse, oh muse

Where have you gone?

You’ve taken my poetry,

and you’ve taken my song.

We use to be close

In love every day

But in the blink of an eye

You just went away.

I hope that you come back

To me with a smile.

And say, “Hello baby!

It’s been quite a while!”

And I hope you bring with you

Poetry of love

Of humor and drama

And inspiration from above.

But until you return

I will still miss you so.

My fingers are ready

When you’re ready to go!