*This is a chain verse using a string of Haikus Rowen Winter ode to our Mother Earth in this winter season unable to cry crime of our passion shunning the awe of nature urn holds the ashes she’s grieving the loss ostracized to mourn alone owns no blame herself selfish disregard guarding our own interestContinue reading “Rowen Winter”
A humorous poem about eating a Thanksgiving meal.
This Blitz poem was inspired by the story of Matthew Shepard and anyone who is the subject of violence and discrimination.
A while back, I wrote a blog of six-word stories. It seemed to be enjoyable to many people, so I thought I would try another one. If you’re not familiar with it, a six-word story is exactly as it sounds: It tells a complete story in only six words. This requires some very creative thinking.Continue reading “Six-Word Stories Vol.2”
This is a Thanksgiving poem inspired by two writing prompts.
Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 11/15/2022 No way but up, no way but down. Nowhere to go, but round and round. Don’t hold the doors, I’ll take the stairs. Either way, I’m not going anywhere.Don’t go outside; you’ll come right back in. You may not lose, but you’ll never win. Thanks forContinue reading “Nowhere to Go”
Dear painted child, do not hide,Thy roots and innocence inside.Those that mock and shun thy birth,Cannot see thy priceless worth.Dear painted child, can they not see,Thy light inside, thy true beauty?Wilt they not deign to understand,Thy heritage of distant land?God made thee true–be free and wild,Be bold and proud, my painted child!Copyright © 2022 BrandonContinue reading “Painted Child”
Holding you inside my heart Even though we’re far apart Always yours Rest assured Together our love is pureCopyright ©️ Brandon Ellrich 2022 This acrostic poem was written in response to Thursday Inspiration #182 Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now. Thanks for reading! If you enjoyed this post, please click the like button and leave aContinue reading “Heart”
“Peace and Battle” is a two-part acrostic poem based on the word November.
An old brick wall stood behind the house Time attempted to bring it down, Bit by bit, cracking here and there A weathered and gray wooden door Donned a lock awaiting its key The key eventually found a sad, but curious girl And entrusted itself into her hand She united the key with its lockContinue reading “The Key and the Garden”