April - National Poetry Month I love to showcase New Authors! Here is a wonderful poem from a lady in my writer's group, Laurel Van Horn. When she read this piece to our group, I knew I needed to publish it on my blog in honor of National Poetry Month. Ah... April. April, Showers, Etc.… Continue reading April – National Poetry Month
April is National Poetry Month At the Local Authors Fair at Cascades Library, Stirling VA. I met a charming, witty man by the name of Leonard Greenberg. He has written three books and I bought one. His "A Lifetime of Songs" is wonderful as you read through the lyrics he's written throughout his life.… Continue reading April is National Poetry Month
Nature Washes Me by Caryn Moya Block The geese honk at the quacking ducks causing a ruckus down by the river. Up on the mountain the air whispers a welcome as a woodpecker knocks and a raven caws. The song birds beg for seeds while the deer walk by and nibble on the grass.… Continue reading Nature Washes Me – A Poem
Pastel Colors By Caryn Moya Block I like to see the world in pastel colors Soft and light, they envelope me in a feeling of safety. Never is there a harsh word or blaring crisis Only a gentle breeze and soft whispers of delight. Here is a sanctuary filled with birdsong and pastries A… Continue reading Pastel Colors – A Poem
April is National Poetry Month So I will share some of the poetry I write when I'm not writing paranormal romance. Here is my first attempt this month: "Words" by Caryn Moya Block Words, Expressions from the heart that flow down my arms and drip onto the page, Like Water Torture they go on and… Continue reading April National Poetry Month – Poem “Words”
The month of April is almost gone. I hope you've enjoyed the poems I've shared for National Poetry Month. Spring Winter is tucked into bed, awaiting autumn’s call. While Spring dances to and fro, encouraging buds to bloom and sap to run, birds to sing and creeks to burble. Spring dances until Summer comes to… Continue reading Spring – A Poem
“Stuck In Stone” By Caryn Moya Block For decades did we stand My brother and I Upon the site of our eternal rest. Stuck in stone All alone Unable to go home. Day turned into night Night turned into day Until even our names were forgotten. Then one bright morning the children came playing Dancing… Continue reading Stuck in Stone – A Poem
After the Climb, A Poem, By Caryn Moya Block You stand on the edge wondering if you will fall. If the dirt beneath your feet will drop away. You’ve climbed the path and you can almost reach the stars. Then you find the trail is not as stable as you thought. You look out at… Continue reading After the Climb – A Poem
Wolves Visit - A Poem, By Caryn Moya Block The wolves run across my eyelids beckoning me to come and join them. To release the fears holding me still and romp and play in celebration of the day. I reach for them, calling out "wait for me" and they disappear as I open my eyes.
April is National Poetry Month. In celebration I will try to post several poems I've written. Bird Song The birds sing. The trilling notes filling the air. The sun rises. A new day is born.