Tag: Poetry

Night Drive

~ Brooke F. ~ 4 Comments

He eats gravel 

Chews on stone  

Crunching crunching  

On rock harder than bone  

He swallows big mouthfuls 

Out on the street 

If you’re out driving  

Then you might just meet  

You’ll be going along  

And feel a loud bump 

Followed by your back tire 

Complaining with a thump 

You’ll ask yourself  

What could make such a hole? 

Torn up pavement 

Such a sight to behold. 

Your annoyance is apparent 

A foul mood you foster  

For many a times you have met 

The pothole monster 

So…. another announcement…

~ Brooke F. ~ 7 Comments

I’m just full of good news these days (fingers crossed I’m not jinxing myself by stating that).

Anyways! Fun Announcement time!

My work has been featured on a lovely podcast “Expressions & Definitions” featuring Nicole Renee. This podcast covers poetry, specifically poetry themed around love. A few weeks back, Nicole contacted me and asked if I would be willing to have my work featured and to do an interview with her. It seemed like a wonderful opportunity so I ended up saying, “yes”.

A huge thanks to Miss Nicole. Her feedback was so thoughtful and the interview felt so comfortable while simultaneously thoughtful. My work is featured and read on the February 16, 2022 podcast and my interview will be coming out on the 21st.

I highly encourage you to check out Expressions & Definitions in general as it is a thoughtful podcast that could possibly introduce you to a variety of new poets and works that you would have otherwise not found. A link to her blog can also be found here. I definitely encourage you to stop by her blog and show her some support and love!

Alrighty! I think that’s a wrap! Thanks for stopping by to listen to my good news! Have a lovely day!

????

~ Brooke F. ~ 18 Comments

Did you know I once heard
In a poetry class
That a sign of a weak poem
Is when the writer asks?
Did you know that I heard
The teacher say
That a question has no place
In a poet’s wordplay?
So then I asked myself
Can you do this task?
Where the narrator does nothing
But question and ask?
Maybe I could end every line
With that lovely little mark?
What’s wrong with this symbol?
Am I correct in saying its not dirty or dark?
Dont you think that we owe
It a little respect?
A symbol of curiosity
Lovely Punctuation and not a defect?

Stream of Consciousness

~ Brooke F. ~ 9 Comments

Where does the river go? 

Tell where exactly does it flow? 

Where does the river call its home?  

Where does the river go? 

I hope it can take me there someday. 

I wish the river would carry me away. 

A modern day Moses,  carried from the fray. 

I hope the river takes me there someday.  

Inky’s Custom Contest Entry

~ Brooke F. ~ 22 Comments

Hello, ladies and gents! and welcome to another contest entry!

I’ve been enjoying getting more involved in the writing wordpress community and it’s been quite fun I must say! Especially considering all the fun little tags and contests floating around. So its no surprise that I’m participating in another community contest hosted by Inky. So, I present you my entry for Inky’s Custom Contest!

logo
copyright credits- the ruby and flower are not Inky’s own images

Rules

  • add the featured image on the start of the post (but you can make your own design, and place Inky’s at the end.)
  • follow the selected categories: writing, painting, digital designing or baking.
  • max three entries (but you can only win one)
  • for writing, max words is 350. it also has to be family friendly.
  • for painting+ designing ; make sure it’s kid friendly. if you’re unsure; send it over to my gmail.
  • when pasting the logo; make sure to add the copyright credits. (caption)
  • use “inky’s custom contest” tag in the post.

My Entries

Originally, I wanted to enter in the Writing, Painting, Baking, & Digital Designing categories but, alas, as I am running low on time to work on creative projects these days (Yay College! :D), I’ll only be entering in the Baking, Painting & Digital Content categories.

Digital Design Entry

Fun fact about me (if anyone cares but I’m gonna tell it anyways), I started doing digital editing & Art when I was 11. And oh boy, was it bad. Like really bad. But now, 9 WHOLE YEARS LATER, I can look at my creations without cringing (sometimes). My favorite digital pieces have always been ones in that disney-esque CGI style (because the animation of Tangled enraptured me). If you’re interested in seeing more of my pieces, I generally upload them to my pinterest & I have a instagram for it. (I would love to see my fellow bloggers on other platforms! Also pinterest is like 90% of how I waste my time…)

Baking

These are Pecan Pie Tartlets (I freaking LOVE tartlets. They make me want to throw a teaparty or something, I swear). Generally they’re best right out of the oven and look so cute on a little plate. ❤

Painting

Blasted people are so hard to paint but they also feel so rewarding when you’re done if they turn out right. You really feel like you’ve accomplished something, yaknow?

Nominations:


And that concludes my entries! Nominations for entering are open right now so feel free to enter and tag Inky so she can see your lovely works of art! See ya, readers!

Evening Poems: Envy

~ Brooke F. ~ 3 Comments

a rose turned to a daisy,

“I envy the sunflower for its unapologetic presence

and the way it shines bravely

in a world much too fond of understatement.

I wish my petals were a bright as she.”

a sunflower turned to an iris,

“I envy the rose’s delicate beauty

and thorns that ware off bad intentions

and those who only love her for her bloom.

I wish my petals were as rich as she.”

December Vibes Poetry Contest

~ Brooke F. ~ 15 Comments

Hello, hello, one and all! I have been tagged once again, much to my delight. Stara over at The Pool of Thoughts was kind enough to tag me to participate in the December Vibes Poetry Contest!

Poetry is something I do on and off on this blog so I thought, why not? It’s snowing outside and I have nothing else to do but sit by the fire and write. A solid day if you ask me.

Many thanks to the creators  Khushi and Kunjal who are also known as the DuoDisseminators for creating this contest!

RULES

  •  Design a post of your own and link back to the original post to notify the creator. Unnotified posts will not be judged.
  • Paste the rules of this contest on your post if you have a blog. If not, contact us at duodisseminators@gmail.com with your entry!
  • Tag this post as December- Vibes- Poetry
  • Last date of submission is 10 January.
  • Word limit ranges to 200 words.
  • Add the logo of this post that is:

My Entry:

“I Fell in Love with December”

You are a winter breeze, 

That blows right through me 

And covers my bones with icicles. 

This love feels like cold sheets 

And numb fingers 

Ever stretching to feel warmth 

That is not there. 

Words cold like snowflakes, 

Pelting against my face 

And catching in my lashes. 

Darling, 

You are Beautiful  

And so cold. 

I fell in love with December, 

With it’s sparkling frost 

And mysterious silence. 

I did not see the sharp ice 

Or the howling wind 

That tears at my skin. 

I did not heed my mother’s warning 

Of Wintry Lovers. 

I Tag…

Suhani, Devangi, Nikszine, EEshani, & Katie!

Hope everyone is enjoying their winter!

Evening Poems: Vectors

~ Brooke F. ~ 5 Comments

How many lives exist  

Parallel to me 

Running side by side 

Never to intersect or meet 

But it's not so much the parallel lives 

That occupy my mind 

But ones who intersect but one time 

To meet at one point 

Before going on our merry way  

Never to intersect again 

Two lonely little rays  

Evening Poems: Tin Man

~ Brooke F. ~ 5 Comments

These bones feel hollow

The wind blows through my chest

This suit of armor is supposed to protect

But in it, it is hard to rest

The breeze whistles through my helmet

Is it in there, I wonder?

I hid it long ago,

When I had torn it asunder

Neath plates of metal

I hid it away, lest it be torn apart

But I really wonder if its there now,

A tin man, with no heart.