by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday Walking along the surf is one of my greatest delights. The horizon challenges me to look to the future, to keep dreaming. The steady rhythm of the breakers and the tides speaks to me to keep on, to never give up. The carefree winging of the sea gulls...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Spiritual Journey Thursday Poetry Friday “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven . . .” Ecclesiastes 3:1 Spiritual Journey Thursday: Carol invited me to join the Spiritual Journey Community to write about the Spirit...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday Happy National Poetry Month, April 2019. SPARKS At the end of day I sit by the fire Under the falling darkness as day fades and night engulfs I think of light and warmth. The campfire pulls me in . . . builds a bridge from years lived to years yet to...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 29Poetry Friday These things says the Amen, the Faithful and True Witness, the Beginning of the creation of God: “I know your works, that you are neither cold nor hot. I could wish you were cold or hot. So then, because you are lukewarm, and...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 22.Poetry Friday If you can dream and not make dreams your master;If you can think and not make thoughts your aim; . . .From “If–” by Rudyard Kipling I was digitally thumbing pages in a teacher book* from yesteryear: Poems...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 20 I am participating in Laura Shovan’s “Annual February Daily Poem Project” which we are doing in March this year. We are writing in response to food prompts. Today’s prompt was posted by Molly Hogan: Day...
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