Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Photo:Poem - Majestic Mother Osprey

Thursday, August 4, 2022

 
Photo by Wayne Pridemore

Majestic mother osprey
round yellow eyes
necklace of brown spots

Photo by Wayne Pridemore

Mother osprey tears
the fish apart
feeds pieces to her baby
beak to beak
morsel by morsel

--Wayne Pridemore



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Rose and poem

Saturday, May 28, 2022

 
Photo by Jan Hansen

One Perfect Rose

A single flow’r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Deep-hearted, pure, with scented dew still wet—
One perfect rose.

I knew the language of the floweret;
“My fragile leaves, ” it said, “his heart enclose.”
Love long has taken for his amulet
One perfect rose.

Why is it no one ever sent me yet
One perfect limousine, do you suppose?
Ah no, it’s always just my luck to get
One perfect rose.

— Dorothy Parker, for more see Dorothy Parker: Complete Poems



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Wabbit Tails

Wednesday, May 18, 2022


When I wake in the morning you are waiting for me,
sat in the yard, still as a stump,
only your eyes and nostrils moving.

Rabbit in morning by Polly Atkin.


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Photo: Poems - Rain plummeted from clouds

Friday, May 13, 2022

Photo by Wayne Pridemore

Rain plummeted from clouds
plummeting our lawn,
embolding the rhododendrons to bloom,
liberating the Clematis to sprout,
invigorating and exciting the whole garden.

by Suzanne Delaney in Poetry Soup

Photo by Wayne Pridemore

Meanwhile in Shoreline

It rained in April,
it rained in May.
Perhaps we will get lucky,
and by August it will stop.

by Wayne Pridemore

Photo by Wayne Pridemore


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Poetry: Stories of Arrival - immigrant teens read their poems

Tuesday, April 26, 2022

Hear local refugee and immigrant youth read poems from their new anthology The Voice o My Heart: Unforgettable Memories in an Unforgettable Year.

The program is on Zoon: Register here
 


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Pansies

Thursday, April 21, 2022

 
Photo by Lee Lageschulte

I send thee pansies while the year is young,
Yellow as sunshine, purple as the night;
Flowers of remembrance, ever fondly sung
By all the chiefest of the Sons of Light

Sarah Doudney 1842-1926



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Photo: Poem - Alone in the Cold

Sunday, April 10, 2022

Photo by Wayne Pridemore


Alone in the cold a young bud will wait,
to finally bloom before it is too late.
                                           Caitlin Rimmer




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Celebrating National Poetry Month in April with a Call for Free Verse Haiku by Shoreline Residents

Sunday, April 3, 2022

Sunrise over the Cascades
Photo by Mike Remarcke

In anticipation of an upcoming Sidewalk Poetry Pilot Program, and in celebration of National Poetry Month, Shoreline Public Art invites residents to submit up to five original short poems or "free-verse haiku" for consideration for permanent imprint on a variety of sidewalk locations in 2022 and beyond.

Poems do not need to follow the 5-7-5 syllable count (17 total) as in the original Japanese form but should be between 180-280 characters in three or four lines; final formatting and fabrication TBD by the City in conjunction with the artist.

Poems may reflect other aspects of haiku, such as the general theme of nature and the seasons, or the "what, when, where" structure outlined in Naomi Beth Wakan's DISPELLING THE MYTH OF 5, 7, 5 – League of Canadian Poets. Later iterations will seek submissions more broadly across the region; no particular experience is required for the pilot program; any Shoreline resident of any age may submit.

Poems may be in any language; poems in other languages than English should include a translation in English. There is no fee to apply; poems will be selected by the end of National Poetry Month in April (deadline April 30) with $100 offered per accepted poem for a maximum of three per poet.

We seek 15 poems by the deadline. Submissions can be sent to "artentry@shorelinewa.gov" with "Sidewalk Poetry Submission" in the subject line, a Word document with all five poems, brief biography (optional), and contact information. Notifications by May 15. Stay tuned for future submission opportunities from the broader Salish Sea region.

Questions may be directed to the Public Art Coordinator, dfrancis@shorelinewa.gov.



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Photo : Poem Daffodils giggle

Tuesday, March 22, 2022

Photo by Wayne Pridemore


Daffodils giggle

as snowflake tickle cold stems

spring cajoles winter.

Denise Hart poem





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King's graduate publishes debut poetry collection “Motherhood: The Crucible of Love”

Sunday, February 27, 2022

Dominique Snedeker
Shoreline, Washington, February, 2022—US Air Force Veteran and spouse Dominique Snedeker will release her poetry collection “Motherhood: The Crucible of Love” in time for National Poetry Month and Mother’s Day. 

The perfect read for mothers of all ages, this book explores and celebrates both the angst and the glory of parenting.

When Snedeker left her Air Force career destined for marriage and parenting, she struggled with assimilating into her new role, eventually writing about the existential crisis that is true for all parents.

“Poetry speaks to the soul,” Snedeker explains. “There is such pain and beauty in parenting, and poetry is the perfect medium for exploring that dichotomy.” Although this is her publishing debut, she has high hopes for the book.
 
“This is for all mothers to know that confusion, joy and frustration are all a part of it. Parents really, not just moms, are not alone in trying to figure it all out as they go.”

Another mom figuring it out is Stacy Brevard-Mays, the owner of the small publishing house, Hear Our Voice LLC out of Elgin, SC that is publishing Snedeker’s work. 

She explains, “We started the company for school-children to educate and nurture budding authors but then covid. You know, we had to change tactics.” 

'Motherhood: The Crucible of Love' will be their second release but there is so much more to come. Mays continues, 

“We already have 30 authors signed. We’re looking to find those special books that might get missed by the bigger publishing companies.”

'Motherhood: The Crucible of Love' can be preordered online now or purchased throughout the country after April 1, 2022 online or at bookstores both in e-book or paperback. 

When asked why she is publishing now, Snedeker responds, “It is time. I’ve always wanted to publish and I finally have something to say now that I’ve got two in elementary, one on the hip, and half my brain back. I have one grandmother left. I want her to know that she did well. It was hard. Right now is hard. But we can get through it.”

Dominique Snedeker has multiple projects in the works, including two other poetry books, a memoir about her time in the Middle East and a children’s book about overcoming fears. 'Motherhood: The Crucible of Love' is just the beginning of her writing career. 

As a military spouse, she spent the last eight years as a full-time mom in multiple locations, and before that, eight years herself in the U.S. Air Force, three of which were spent doing military training liaison work in the Sultanate of Oman. 

Dominque graduated from the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs with a BS in English. She graduated from King’s High School in Shoreline, Washington. Dominique has been writing since she was three and could only dictate. Keep track of her at www.dmsnedeker.com

For more information, contact Hear Our Voice at 803-713-4576 or hearourvoicellc@yahoo.com



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We Speak poetry festival in Edmonds focuses on "Connection"

Friday, January 21, 2022

Edmonds Center for the Arts (ECA) presents the 2nd annual WE SPEAK Festival - a celebration of spoken word poetry integrating critically acclaimed artists alongside talented local youth. 

As a hybrid in-person/virtual event in 2022, the festival features Steve Connell in collaboration with flexing pioneer Drew Dollaz and violinist Daniel Bernard Romain, Ivan Coyote, Kealoha and Seattle poet Chelsey Richardson with jazz trumpeter Owuor Aruna.

This year's WE SPEAK Festival centers on the theme of "Connection". After the past two years, how do we connect - and heal - as a community? 

Where do we see love and resilience, and how do we move forward after trauma? 

Through performance, WE SPEAK artists may address topics including (but not limited to) the global health crisis, Black Lives Matter and the racial justice movement and experiences of disability, Indigenous and LGBTQ communities. Their voices call for action, understand and, ultimately, hope.

Please note that as a hybrid event, non-local artists will appear via video submission, while local artist Chelsey Richardson ft. Owuor Arunga and student finalists from our Youth Poetry Slam Competition will perform live on the ECA stage.

Warning: Student and professional artist submissions to the WE SPEAK Festival may contain adult or explicit language.

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Photo: Poem - The North Wind Doth Blow

Wednesday, December 8, 2021

Photo by Jan Hansen

 

The North Wind

by Anonymous

 

The north wind doth blow,

And we shall have snow,

And what will the robin do then, Poor thing?

He’ll sit in a barn,

And keep himself warm,

And hide his head under his wing, Poor thing!




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Photos:Poetry - Orchid

Tuesday, November 9, 2021

Photo by Wayne Pridemore

Just as I wonder
whether it's going to die,
the orchid blossoms

Photo by Wayne Pridemore

and I can't explain why it
moves my heart, why such pleasure.


by Sam Hamill



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Halloween Poem - Photos

Saturday, October 30, 2021

‘Ween Theme

Who’s that knocking at my door?
Who is it shakes me to the core?
Goblins, gremlins, goosey ganders galore,
A moose, a mouse, midgets and more.


It’s tough on a witch this Halloween week
When scary beings their nourishment seek.
It’s hard on old muscles, my bones how they creak,
Up and down trips to the pantry – SHRIEK!


Now here’s a bad bunch of bumpkins for sure,
Looking so sweet, innocent and pure,
Holding out bags, sacks and socksies to fill.
Look out! I think I’m going to be ill.

Thank Jaspers by crackers it’s near the last night
Of that meddling, peddling, door-belling rite.
No more giggling, wiggling, gaggles of goons.
Of course not until next year’s harvest moon.


By Witchie Westberg
(Alias Vicki Westberg)
Copyright 1991


Photos by Wayne Pridemore.
Models: Mikko and Ella Dalen



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Flowers: Lovely Lily, Laughing Lily

Monday, July 26, 2021

Photo by Wayne Pridemore


Lovely Lily, pink and white,


Laughing Lily,pure and bright,


Lilting Lily, dancing with might,


Luminous Lily, yearning for light.

by Geeta Menon



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Crow and haiku

Friday, July 9, 2021

Photo by Jan Hansen



July 5th arrived...
its staccato of crow calls
so very welcome.

--Ginger Hayra Ka



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Photo:Poem - Color of Poppies

Monday, June 7, 2021

Photo by Wayne Pridemore


Color of poppies

These too are of a burning color, not orange, not gold.

But if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream,

that golden cream might be like the color of poppies.

--John Steinbeck

Photo by Wayne Pridemore



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Photos: Poetry - Hummer the Hummingbird

Thursday, May 20, 2021


 HUMMER THE HUMMINGBIRD 

Hummer the hummingbird
Dear little whir
Magical gossamer
Wings in a blur

Coming for sweetness
To sip from each flower
Bringing your beauty
In sunshine or shower 


Magical messenger
Out of the blue
Delighting my soul
Refreshing anew

You bring such delight
When your form I do see
So tiny so beautiful
So fresh and so free


The nectar you take
As you drink from each flower
The sweetness you bring to me
Here in  my bower

I thank you dear hummer
And as you depart  
Your love and your sweetness
Live on in my heart


Please help me to share
All the sweetness you give
And reach out in  love
Every day that  I live

--jean evelyn monce, poet
--wayne pridemore, photographer



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Wayne's Wabbits: Wabbit Supper

Tuesday, May 18, 2021


In his garden, there I see


a scrumptious leaf of broccoli.


I'm going to eat every bite,


then lie down for the night.

--Poem by Ms Oopsy Daisy

--Photographs by Mr. Wayne Pridemore



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Photo:Poem - The Forest Archives

Saturday, May 8, 2021

Hamlin Park photo by Vicki Westberg

The Forest Archives

Silhouetted by
an iridescent
web of stars
monastic hoods of
evergreens nod imperceptibly.

Supernatural beings
do inhabit the region
like mythological giants,
tired ancient spirits gathered
in the painful endurance of time.

Cathedral spires, heavy and hard
aspire upward like tapers
to be lit by lightning fires.

They creak like masts in the wind
from blasts that make them turn and bend,
bow and sway in a noisy dance of freedom.

The pipe organ prelude concludes
with a sepulchral silence
that dares forth
an occult moan.

Rain is due and spirits fly
among the arboreal ecclesia.
Then streams of sacred sapphires enter
and sizzle through the archives
like church whispers,
telling stories
of the past, grandpast
and great grandpast,
and how the archives
retain water
in their fibers
as I do.

--Vicki Westberg 2011



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