Poetry and Prose: A Poetry Blog
Through Poetry
“Oh, there isn’t any, when you put it that way,” gasped Anne, rather as if somebody had thrown cold water over her. “I suppose that’s how it looks in prose. But it’s very different if you look at it through poetry…and I think it’s nicer…” Anne recovered herself and her eyes shone and her cheeks flushed…”to look at it through poetry.”
Anne of Avonlea, L. M. Montgomery
A blog on Poetry and Prose.
Here is looking at it all
through poetry, through rhyme
and the shine of unshed tears and
unsaid words, birds of fleeting emotions flitting by, just as alive
as the everpresent eagle.
For words might lie, shy away from reality, try, try harder
words might cry tears of desperate ink,
try again
but words never die.

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Enchanting Poems on Motherhood to Capture Their Unconditional Love
“I believe the choice to become a mother is the choice to become one of the greatest spiritual teachers there is.” Oprah Beautiful Poems On Motherhood to Capture Their Unconditional Love Hey, welcome to our poetry blog section, which is completely apart from our Life with a Why page. Here,…
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Loss of a Dog: Poems on Dog’s Death That Will Make You Cry
How can you fall in love with someone in just a second? And then I looked at my dog, and I thought, I did. Read more poetry here. Poems on Dog’s Death Having a pet, someone to look after, someone to befriend, and always hold close to yourself—is an amazing…
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Shadow—A Love Poem
There is something inherently dark coating the edges of love, I think. A love poem written on a half burnt paper, trying to cover up the traces of ash and soot with fragrant doses of blinding romanticism. When I thought of Shadow, I immediately thought of love—which just tells how…
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A Poem About Summer and Falling in Love
All the poets fall in love with summer. All the poets get their hearts broken. A Poem About Summer Love Have you ever written a poem about summer whilst sitting under the April sun, feeling that just-the-right-kind-of-warm breeze move through your clothes and kiss your skin as your hair flew…
