Alliteration...

Old Man Winter

Alliteration Style
 

 Eating enjoyable editable

BBQ brazing beef

Corn cobs congenial

Summer sensations simmering

Deserts delicious delectable

Longing lasting leisurely laziness

Soon season slips silently silent

As winter’s weary weather

Comes carrying cantankerous calling card

 

- Rhoda Galgiani

 

Alliteration Form of Poetry is a poem that repeats the same letter at the beginning of two or more words immediately succeeding each other, or at short intervals; as in the following lines: - Behemoth, biggest born of earth, upheaved His vastness - Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields...rg



Free Verse...

Our Destiny

Golden hues cast their
spell over the setting sun
Another day has passed
Warmth leaves the soul as the
evening breeze swirls swiftly by

Longing to dream just a bit longer
taking in the treasures of today
casually drifting into the awaited peace
that is coming, peace that will soothe
the body and soul for another day

Visions of today clutter the mind
bringing pleasure to the lips
Memories have developed from
today carefully being filed along
with others of days gone by

The heart is full with the
life that is taken for granted.
Dare do we question the events
of the daily routine that is before us?
It is said, how dare we...

for our destiny has already been chosen

- Rhoda Galgiani

Free Verse Poetry Form has no rhyme, no special line length or no special pattern
It sounds like natural speech - It tells a story or paints a picture - It uses carefully chosen words to describe experiences or feelings - It is written like a poem and not like a paragraph. It must make sense to the reader…rg

Happy Valentine's Day from Karen O'Leary...

 

Valentine Reflection

Love is not endless

euphoria and passion.

Its intertwined

harmony climbs steep

hardships with balance

and exalts in others'

triumphs with true joy.

Love absorbs peace

and endures with faith.

- Karen O'Leary

  

 

Karen O'Leary is the Editor of Whispers...a poetry website that will delight all

who take a moment to visit...whispersinthewind333.blogspot.com

'Expressions' Feature ~ Carolyn Devonshire...



Disposable Wisdom

Each day Annie Lesley opened a can

Her eighty-six-year-old hands trembling
As she sat with her cat and ate pet food
What is wrong with this elder’s rendering?
Pride swallowed to remain independent
Large, sunken eyes peered from her weathered face
Her late spouse a decorated hero
Annie's lifestyle a national disgrace
 


 

More enlightened cultures all over the world
Have revered their seniors throughout history
Asians and Native Americans
Are just two who honor their ancestry
Polynesians, other Pacific tribes
Respect the wisdom that comes with age
Seniors are welcome in family homes
But here in the states they’re placed in a cage
Bone-thin Annie Lesley chose to be free
Amazing neighbors with her endurance
When social services tried to intervene
She fought with remarkable resilience
Old photos on walls told many great tales

But only purring Tibby was listening

Each morning she rose to care for her cat

Until the day that Tibby went missing

In tears she claimed he must have been poisoned

Though in cat years he was older than she

Each day she sat by the window, staring

Awaiting the homecoming of Tibby

She’d been abandoned by society

Lost in the world’s most “progressive” nation

For sacrificing her spouse in World War II

Annie received little compensation

This widowed war bride never had children

Her mate had met his fate in Normandy

Posthumous awards she dusted each day

Annie’s life was defined by loyalty

To a man and a cat who never came home

And the vigil she kept by her porch

Ended quietly one warm summer night

When an angel came to take Annie home

With a can of cat food in hand when found

Annie had nothing else to eat in her house

This is the way a veteran’s wife died

And tear stains had blemished her faded blouse

Although seniors’ wisdom is heeded

In societies that grow from history

Too many like Annie lead lonely lives

Wisdom untapped, they die in poverty
 

- Carolyn Devonshire

 

A Note from Carolyn Devonshire - Annie's cat took a shine to me and I quickly became her friend. Just wish I had known she was starving. There were times when I was going out of town for a while and would bring fresh milk, eggs and bread to her. I should have done this more often, but I was in my 20s then and was very active socially. This is not an excuse, so I will live with the memory of a woman who might have lived longer had I been more observant of her needs.

 

Editor's Note: 'Expressions' proudly features a poetess with flair.
This story written by Carolyn Devonshire is many times so true here in America.
As people age, they have no one. They turn to their pets for companionship,
someone to share their life with, something to share a warmth. Sad as it
may be, the truth is told in Carolyn's words. Carolyn has been chosen
as January Poet of the Month at: 'Whispers...' Karen O'Leary, Editor whispersinthewind333.blogspot.com  ...rg

Duo Rhyme...

Confusion’s Pain

The mind swirls with own confusion,
Image viewed is an allusion,
Colors on shadowed walls are stained,
As if one was captured and chained, Screams enter the mind it is drained,
Entrance to the soul was not gained,
Sounds escaped from weary chest pained,
For strength was not taught or was trained,
Will shall aid body’s conclusion,
Confusion’s pain needs transfusion.

- Rhoda Galgiani

Duo-Rhyme Poetry Form - Created by Mary L. Ports

a 10 or 12-line poem with the first two and last two

lines having the same rhyme scheme - the center of

the poem (lines #3 through #8 or #10) has their own

separate Monorhyme scheme - this is indented two

spaces from left when printing, form is left justified

Punctuation is used - Meter: 8 beats per line, written

in iambic tetrameter (4 linear feet of iambic)
Rhyme Scheme: 10-line: a,a,b,b,b,b,b,b,a,a

12-line: a,a,b,b,b,b,b,b,b,b,a,a - Posted poetry

is the 10 line example…rg

Free Verse...

Tongue of Deceit

 

Tell me no lies for I tell you truth.

Look into my eyes and acknowledge

what you do not want to hear.

Your reality is slapping you in your face,

you do not want a reality check or truth.

You want to play games and continue on

with these childish antics between two adults.
 

I am a woman who has needs and desires.

You shall not destroy the progress I have made

by my struggle, for you are not worthy of me.

You have revealed to me the lies on your breath,

the mistrust I have obtained towards you is true,

my truth of truths is shielding me from harm.

I turn away so your scars will not cling to my soul.
 

Run I shall, far from the split tongue of an evil man.

Wind whirling through my hair as a cleansing ritual

making me pure again, to love again, to be me again.

No mortal is worth the stripping of the life so treasured

by the one who breaths it, no man has the right to burn

my heart, my life, my dreams, my needs or my desires… 

 away with you and your tongue of deceit.

 

- Rhoda Galgiani

 

Free Verse Poetry Form has no rhyme, no special line length or no special pattern
It sounds like natural speech - It tells a story or paints a picture - It uses carefully chosen words to describe experiences or feelings - It is written like a poem and not like a paragraph
It must make sense to the reader…rg

Dear 'Expression' Readers...

There is Always - Something for Us to Remember...

Good Thoughts from...
Christina R. Jussaume, Poet

Terzanelle...

Heavenly Peace

A gentle feeling comes within

His light shines brightly on my soul

A gentle feeling comes within

Prayer and praise is my whispered goal

Sweet dreams I sleep safely all night

His light shines brightly on my soul

To please Him is my earthly flight

His love protects me all day long

Sweet dreams I sleep safely all night

Without my Father lost and gone

He builds me up and shows me way

His love protects me all day long

Questions of life is not my tray

For His calm brings me inner peace

He builds me up and shows me way

Joy comes to soul as all fears cease

A gentle feeling comes within

For His calm brings me inner peace

A gentle feeling comes within

- Rhoda Galgiani

  

The Terzanelle Poetry Form is a combination of the Villanelle and the Terza Rima forms - It is a 19-line poem consisting of five interlocking triplets/tercets plus a concluding quatrain in which the first and third lines of the first triplet appear as refrains - The middle line of each triplet is repeated, reappearing as the last line of the succeeding triplet with the exception of the center line of the next-to-the-last stanza which appears in the quatrain - The rhyme and refrain scheme for the triplets are as follows: 1.A 2.B 3.A 4.b 5.C 6.B 7.c 8.D 9.C 10.d 11.E 12.D 13.e 14.F 15.E - Ending Type 1: 16.f 17.A 18.F 19.A - Ending Type 2: 16.f 17.F 18.A 19.A...rg



Maurice J. Reynolds is 'Expressions' Featured Poet...

 

Festivities

They come in a variety

of forms: Thanksgiving,

Christmas, barbeques,

cookouts, celebrations

and the like.

Most often, the festivities

are a time of fun and good cheer

that bring us all together.

A family dinner reminiscing

of the time when grandma made

that delicious old fashioned

ice cream or when granddaddy

would extend his hand for a nice

handshake before giving a big

hug and asking how is everything

going in our life.

Smiles galore, plenty of food and

conversation fill the room.

Such delightful times those

festivities bring.

 

and...
 

The Heart

The heart is not always an

easy thing to figure out.

There are times when

it protects us and there are

times when it fails us.

It beats and is a living

piece of us, to be treated

with love and kindness.

Sometimes the heart causes

a lot of emotional turmoil

and sometimes it leads us to

paths of joy and happiness.

Oftentimes the heart can be

a bit unpredictable, as it can

wrestle with our emotions and

with our flesh and blood, yet

a heart devoted to God is guarded,

tucked away, and cared for so that

it knows it belongs to Him.

 

- Evangelist Maurice J. Reynolds

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Abcdarien...

Recognition

Appearance beautifully clean

declared earnest favor gained
here in just kindness lends
mirrored notes outside pane
quest range safely tacked under
victory window x-rayed
youthful zestfulness

- Rhoda Galgiani

Abcdarien Poetry Form is constrained by alphabetical order, whether forward or backward or reverse - Successive letters of the alphabet may be used to begin each word, each line, each verse acrostic, with each stanza headed by one of the letters...rg

Redondilla...

Quietly Waits

Lines upon the brow take one from

a weary place of loneliness

eyes lost their glow and are now glum

for the one who is now homeless

Turn of events leave one alone

struggle to find their place of new

body sleeps in a place not known

prays dream now is not coming true

Empty and lost of wage and home

walking the streets cold and alone

dirty and crumbled one does roam

seeks a new found beautiful throne

Quietly waits - are his prayers heard?

Ones cold cries call to his Savior

longing to hear His promised word

please forgive sinful behavior

- Rhoda Galgiani

Redondilla Poetry Form -
• syllabic, usually written in 8 syllable lines
• stanzaic, written in any number of quatrains
• rhymed, most common rhyme scheme abba
• Redondilla Stanza is one of the most popular Castillian stanzas

since the 16th century. Apparently experimentation with the form

by Ezra Pound brought about a resurgence in popularity in the
20^th century - is a Spanish poetry form...rg 

Happy and Healthy New Year to All...

As we say goodbye to 2013 -

a year that seemed especially

harsh to many...

'Expressions' 

 is sending good cheer for

the coming New Year 2014.

Our hearts thank you for spending
time with us - see you all next year!

May God continue to grace this
website with 'expression' to be shared
with those who want to learn more
about the wonderful world of poetry.

 

'Let the Pen Flow' -
Heartfelt Blessings from,

Rhoda and Gracie

Merry Christmas 'Expressions' Readers...

Jesus’ Birthday 

The holiday season means
something to everyone differently
perhaps, but the meaning is
there for those who choose believe

To those of you who follow my poetry,
my words can be deep and penetrating
My feeling for the birth of our Lord
is just a deep as my penned words

It seems many have forgotten
what Christmas is all about
Knowing it is about the birth of Jesus,
that is what I choose to celebrate

My Lord was born on this day
Joyous are we as to His birth,
saddened are we as to His departure
His will come again, for it is written

To the people who celebrate with
material things, I wish you joy
To the people who celebrate His birth,
I wish you peace, love and happiness

I choose the latter
as I reflect the life of our Lord,
His trials, tribulations and His death
for me and mankind

- Rhoda Galgiani

Featuring Spiritual Poet ~ Karen O'Leary

Christ's Birth

Christmas is His birthday
Humble Son of God
Rescuer of souls
Igniting faith
Sustaining life
The grace giver
Spiritual mentor

Born in a stable
Inspiration for all
Redeeming sinners
The key to salvation
Hope for the world

By Karen O'Leary

'Expressions' Features ~ Charlene McCutcheon

His Mission: To Save

Lovingly He calls, Come unto Me 
All ye who are so heavily laden. 
I've paid the price for all your sins, 
Making it possible to be forgiven.

Repent and be baptized, it reads. 
Receive the gift of the Holy Ghost. 
He will guide you safely back home.
Despite the world, He helps most!

Kneeling at the foot of His cross,

My head bowed in deep humility,

I remembered His loving words

While going through such agony.

Father forgive them, he pleaded.

They don't know what they do.

In compassionate understanding

He makes intercession for us too.

Jesus first loved us and lit the way.

Oh to return His love; how we ask?

Give as Jesus gave, to us so freely.

Forgive as forgiven, that is our task.

                 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Merry Christmas from 'Expressions'...

Baby Jesus and Santa Claus



Happy Birthday, Jesus

In the silence of the night
He comes to us, bringing

heavenly love and warmth
 within His glorious touch

As we accept His gift and
cherished love that surrounds us
we gives thanks to Him for He

brought to us His Son today

Our hearts receive His purity

light that shines upon a new born

in the hay, the light captures our

souls bringing us understanding

Remembering baby Jesus and His birth
we give thanks to you Father for
your blessings and our gift of life as
we bow our heads and give our hearts -

 to your Son Jesus

- Rhoda Galgiani


'Expressions' is Sending Holiday Blessings
To All for a Glorious Christmas Season.
Let Us Not Forget What Christmas
is Truly About - Him...

Hugs from Rhoda
with Kitty Purrs from Gracie 



Santa is Coming...

Have you been good???

I have, I have...

Free Verse...

Fortune Cookies Don’t Lie 

 
This is a moment of your reality

‘stay in touch above all with what you feel’

what you feel is yours alone, shared by no one

You might speak of your feeling only to gasp

with a lack of understanding that comes to view

by one not in touch with reality of his own mind

- Rhoda Galgiani

Poetry Created from My Fortune Cookie…

Free Verse Poetry Form has no rhyme, no special line length or no special pattern
It sounds like natural speech - It tells a story or paints a picture - It uses carefully chosen words to describe experiences or feelings - It is written like a poem and not like a paragraph
It must make sense to the reader…rg



Ricks 32...

Lone Willow Tree

 

Fingertips

Willow tree

You weep for me

As I stand

Beneath your sprawling limbs

Come comfort me today

From the world

That surrounds me

Set me free

 

Willow tree

Do dry your tears

I am strong

I carry a steel shield

Wards off the pain that comes

My angel

Is always near

Takes my fear

Willow tree

Spread your branches

Wide and true

Let the sun now shine through

Take the chill from my soul

As I touch

My fingertips

To your heart

  

- Rhoda Galgiani

  

Ricks 32 Poetry Form - 8 lines 3-4-3-6-6-3-4-3 syllables
Rhyming optional - any subject, at least two verses - no verse limit...rg