Welcome to the first Treasury Poetry post of 2021.

Today, I am delighted to welcome fantasy author and poet, Diana Peach, who is sharing one of her own poems and discussing poetry.

Which of your own poems is your favourite?

Thanks so much for the invitation to participate in your Treasuring Poetry series, Robbie. I’m honored. I think of myself as a writer of prose and a dabbler otherwise, but I love poetry and believe no creative effort is ever wasted.

This is a super hard question! I have poems that I think are well-crafted, poems that evoke personal feelings or memories, and poems that reflect a particular time in my life. Since “I don’t know” isn’t an acceptable answer, I’ll go with this one:

Flight of faith

When I was a child, I could fly

you and I hopped in dirt-road afternoons

faithful

and the dust-wind flung us over…

Fifty Years of Walking with Friends

by DeAnna Quietwater Noriega

Copyright 2021

What Smashwords Says

The author’s nine guide dogs are described in loving detail: their appearance, personalities, and why each had to retire. Noriega describes her family, her life as a blind college student, and her work experience. While she accentuates the positive, she does not shy away from letting us know that there have also been more than a few negatives in her life. But touches of humor lighten every chapter.

My Thoughts

I met DeAnna Quietwater Noriega years ago through Behind Our Eyes, an organization of disabled authors to which I belong. Before that, she worked with my late husband, Bill, on the Colorado Council of the Blind. I’ve enjoyed reading her poems and stories, most of which were about her guide dogs and Native American heritage. :

Fifty Years of Walking with Friends didn’t disappoint…

My younger brother Andy loved marbles as a kid, growing up in the 1970’s. I don’t remember how he played with them, but I do know he enjoyed collecting them in different sizes and colors. At the time, our father sold and serviced coin-operated jukeboxes, games, and vending machines. One day, he gave Andy an old pin ball, larger than the average marble but still as smooth and the same shape. It was Andy’s favorite, and he called it a steely. Now, he’s lost all his marbles, but his family and teaching job keep him occupied.

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Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring this post with her six-sentence story prompt for this week. The idea is to write a story or poem of no more and no less than six sentences, using the prompt word “marble,” at least once. If you’d like to participate in Girlie on the…

*from One With Willows by Joan Myles copyright 2019*

After

the world is new

when you come back from the dead

apples are honey on your tongue

and breadcrumbs in your pocket

will suffice

like the air you breathe

the world is holy again

still

in dawning light

whispering with hummingbirds

only faintly echoing

the shofar’s blast

announcing

the world is new

Artist Unknown To Me

Take time today to appreciate beauty –
natural beauty, art, people.
Slow down, breathe deeply, smile.
It’s a beautiful world. ~Jonathan Lockwood Huie

Blessed be my little witch. To those who came before and those who will come after, know that the Goddess is with you always. Thank you all my dear readers…be blessed. ~GrannyMoon

Dark Moon – Time to Rest
New Moon – Time to Begin New Projects; Birth; Attraction
Waxing Moon – Time to Grow; Increase
Full Moon – Time to be Fulfilled; Abundance
Waning Moon – Time to Banish; Decrease
Last Sliver of Moon – Time to Die; Letting Go
Dark Moon – Time to Rest Again

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