Painting by Jim Warren
It is a dark and cold November day. The clouds are dragging grey across the dull sky, faded dead leaves litter the ground. Even the fire doesn’t provide warmth. I need something to spark my flame. I need you.
You beckon, drawing me into the bedroom. Beneath the sheets, you cuddled in my arms, I see lovers in the vibrant clouds. The setting sun glints rainbows on the tropical waters with horses dancing in the waves. A warm breeze over the cool, majestic mountains makes me forget the forecast of snow. Waterfalls near and far pulls me more into your allure.
I search you out on a cold dark day
Your agile tongue speaks in my mind
I follow your elegance
Dreaming with open eyes
Bewitched by your tone
On your pages
This is a double Challenge.
I decided to participate in Sadje’s What Do You See challenge, which she recently started to host. She provided the painting at the top (Painted by Jim Warren, found on Google) as this week’s prompt.
This was also written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week’s key words are Grace and Style, but only synonyms can be used. I chose a Haibun with a nonet.
I hope you enjoyed this love poem to books and reading :)
I have often said that I am a social media neophyte. I am. And, for the most part, I don’t care. However, there is one social media platform that I’d like to know more about: Goodreads. Yes, I am the only person in the entire world, perhaps the entire Universe, that does not have an account. yes, I know that’s strange. I know so very little about it…
Here is my understanding. I put down the books I want to read. I say which book I am currently reading. I check them off as I read them and rate the books. Then Goodreads recommends new books to me based on my likes. It also lets me know what people I know are reading, have read or want to read.
Is that pretty close? Did I miss anything? Say anything wrong? Continue reading
We go to mystical lands
Beneath the cover
Bright shining world
Visit exotic shore
All in our head
With you in my hand
We reach the stars
Just with our feelings
Fly without bounds
No heed of ceilings
Cuddled with you in my arms
We are safe indoors
But our feelings and minds
Takes to the skies and freely soars
You take me there
As no other can
You take me away
When I am your man
In the end we must part
You return to your shelf
Me, in the mundane world
Am left by myself
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An ode to a good book. Or is it? ;)
Trent’s World is an awards free blog. I never accept “awards”. After I had a few I did answer some of the questions circulating at the time, but haven’t felt the need to since then.
Well, sort of. Y Prior over at In the Zone nominated me for the Liebster. I’m not accepting, but I did say I might answer some or all of the questions. Since I just returned and have absolutely zero to write about, I think today is the day. Most of the questions are about books, so close enough to one of the main themes of my blog. So here goes. Continue reading
I don’t bring it up often, but one of the reasons I started to blog is because I wrote a book. I haven’t done anything with it beyond taking it out and doing a new revision on occasion. That’s not the point. The point is since my blog is supposed to be at least in part an author’s blog, I follow quite a few bloggers that are authors. Unfortunately I haven’t read many of the books these bloggers have authored.
Well, that’s about to change. Continue reading
I woke up Tuesday morning at around 2 AM. I glanced over at the bed stand to check the time and noticed a soft glow. Sitting up to check what was happening I saw that my Kindle Paper White was on and emitting a faint white light. Reaching over I turned it off. I really didn’t give it much thought as it was too early and I was too tired. By morning I had pretty much forgotten the whole incident. Continue reading