Scars lie deep beneath the heart
eyes have seen
ears have burned
little hands grasping for hope
beauty in rosebud lips
character comes from the ash heap
rise despite the pain
Hope lies deep within the heart
Hello to all of you A to Zers. I made the last minute decision to do the 2018 A to Z Challenge. Can I be an A to Z addict??? I’ll blame our dedicated founder Arlee Bird at Tossing it Out.
I have been an active blogger, but recently I have been living between two continents so Internet is not always available. Since I presently have internet, I decided to share a favorite topic – children.
Children are a joy to teach. They teach me so much more than I teach them. In an Acholi classroom of 5-7 year olds, I was astounded at how quickly the children were learning English words. My Acholi was hit and miss. They love teaching me words and songs in their language.
Today’s topic is a shameful and sobering way to start the challenge, but (no joke) it is a real aspect of many children’s lives. No matter how advanced our societies have become, children are the quiet sufferers of any generation.
To all of you joining A to Z challenge for the first year please enjoy the delightful people in the blogsphere!!!
art © Moondust designs 2014
displaced by war
twenty five years of waiting
return to ancestral land
centuries of farming
the earth welcomes
dance steps echo
our adopted family
Acholi – filled with Grace
Today is the beginning of the A to Z Challenge. It is no challenge to share the beauty of Uganda in particular the Acholi people (Northern Uganda). I dedicate this month of poetry to my dear “family” in Gulu!
Everyone is welcome to join the month long A to Z blogging challenge. It’s a great way to meet fellow bloggers.
Thank you A to Z team for hosting another year!!!
spring calls cherry blossoms to fly
nature in full bloom
Welcome to April and the A to Z challenge. This is my fifth year and every year has different challenges. I hope you can be refreshed by a moment of poetry.
Happy April (“A”)
What does April mean to you?
Visiting these folks today over at the Challenge:
a light a stir
little could we manage to muster
winds pink, breezy and blustered
being under spring’s spell
we flurried and fell
into a whirling white well
” Poetry’s task is to reconcile us to the world — not to accept it at face value or to assent to things that are wrong, but to reconcile one in a larger sense, to return us in love, the province of the imagination, to the scope of our mortal lives.” Meena Alexander
alliteration: th is a poetic device using repetition of an initial consonant sound, as in “a peck of pickled peppers.” (Poets.Org)
Do you agree that poetry has the power to reconcile, albeit restore us to life?????
Today starts day #1 with the April A to Z Challenge. It looks like this year promises to have opportunities like a twitter chat on Thursdays. Looking for inspiration, new followers??? Check out A to Z
My focus this year is pretty relaxed as I have been disabled in both wrists. I enjoyed looking to nature (primarily) and photography (secondary) for letters for each day accompanied by a simple poem, a famous quote and a tidbit about poetic form, device etc.
Some A to Zers that I am enjoying following:
I am alpha…
the tiny inception point
where dreams start
a small chamber
a beautiful shell
I am alpha
Today is the Alpha of the A to Z Challenge. Each day bloggers will take the letter for the day and write, construct, display something for that letter. I am ALPHA
This year for A to Z challenge, I am using the Nautilus as my inspiration all month. The shell has many chambers at least enough to fit all the letters. You will find poetry, You will find some dark stuff (as I am attempting to branch in to the horror genre), You will also see a smattering of short stories or prose (some with children in mind) others as lessons that we can all learn from. I look forward to meeting you and getting to know some talented folks over this month long writing journey. Please check over at the A to Z challenge and see what they are up to; they are a fine bunch of folks.