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Do you enjoy writing or reading poetry?  Most of the posts on Big Sky Buckeye are filled with poetry, but I also share short stories, photography, and a few surprises along the way. You are invited to sit a spell and find something you like.  I enjoy sharing my curiosity through my writing.  You are welcome to like, comment, follow, share, or reblog a post.

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Every Saturday my regular writing takes a short break.  Enjoy today’s brain teaser as well as details and photographs of the colorful soldier beetle in Trivia’s Facts and More.”

My writing is supplemented by maintaining an active journal, which gathers thoughts from my Bible reading as well as sampling other bloggers’ posts.  From My Journal contains reflections about faith, life, and community for May 18.

You are invited to read a quote updated on May 18 from thoughts found in the words of American pastor and social reformer John Greenleaf Whittier.  His message highlights the goodness we receive from children.

Here’s my Baker’s Dozen, featuring 13 of my recent writings from the past couple of weeks.  Each post is linked to take you right to its location.  Other poems, short stories, and feature writings can be found in the archives (found at the top of the page), which will be updated frequently with past selections.  Enjoy!

William Stanley Merwin Quotes

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The story of each stone leads back to a mountain.

Poetry is a way of looking at the world for the first time.

William Stanley Merwin (W. S.) was an American poet with over 50 books of poetry and prose.  Over his lifetime (1927-2019), he was honored with numerous awards:  including the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry (1971 and 2009) and becoming United States Poet Laureate in 2010.  

Billy Collins Quotes

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While the novelist is banging on his typewriter, the poet is watching a fly in the windowpane.

The trouble with poetry is that it encourages the writing of more poetry.

Billy Collins (born 1941) is an American poet who served as America’s Poet Laureate from 2001 to 2003.  He has published several collections of his poetry.

Monday Memories: A Writer’s Way

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Discovering words with something to say

Penning poems and stories every day

                                                             

Draining cups of coffee, right on cue

Feeling emptiness, like singing the blues

 

Holding on to thoughts, waiting to give birth

Sailing onward, words waiting to unearth

 

Painting with dazzling textures, shapes, and hues

Viewing sketches, filling these eyes with clues

 

Searching for future poems, like twinkling stars

Linking verses while traveling to Mars

 

Crafting words, really not science you see

Navigating this writer’s mind, feeling free

 

Seeking prose, lost deep in this writer’s soul

Uncovering a few, making each day full

 

Looking for stories, over each rainbow

Finding inspiring words, eager to flow

 

Drinking more coffee, than one should consume

Creating endless text, now ready to bloom

 

Grasping this pen, creating one more tune

Drafting a masterpiece, ready by Noon

 

Writing encounters monumental quests

Hoping these words will always pass all tests

 

Honoring these writing moments, so sweet

Dreaming of fashioning each splendid treat

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Writer’s Vision (Haiku Series #173)

Keeping It Simple

World’s complexity

Simplicity seeks appeal—

Enters writer’s mind

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Responding with Love

Each crafted arrow

Filling this writer’s quiver—

Lasting prose awaits

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Crafting Melody’s Sonnet

Enlightened verses

Expressions of flowing waves—

Poet captures life

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Monday Memories: Fulfilling a Writer’s Fate

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Lying awake in bed, feeling ready to write

Morning light feeling much too bright

 

Searching in my head for ideas to write about

Will today’s words offer and deliver much clout?

 

Sitting, thinking, and sitting . . . nothing!

Why can’t my mind create something?

 

Perhaps more coffee will warm up my mind

Hoping that possible ideas may soon be mine

 

Do all writers usually feel this way?

With little or nothing to really say

 

Hunger offers quick, necessary break

Nutritious breakfast, now I will make

 

Finished eating and returning to my writing table

Satisfied appetite doesn’t make me anymore able

 

Struggling through another writer’s block

Tired eyes continue watching the ticking clock

 

Wow!  This short poem I now create

Finally, fulfilling my writer’s fate 

  

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Gaston Bachelard Quote

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To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful.

True poetry is a function of awakening.  It awakens us, but it must remain the memory of previous dreams.

Gaston Bachelard (1884-1962) contributed to French culture as a philosopher. His writings are quite extensive.

Matthew Arnold Quotes

For the creation of a masterwork of literature two powers must concur, the power of the man and the power of the moment, and the man is not enough without the moment.

Poetry is simply the most beautiful, impressive, and widely effective mode of saying things.

A Writer’s Way

silhouette of trees and mountain under blue starry sky

Photo by Sindre Strøm on Pexels.com

Discovering words with something to say

Penning poems and stories every day

                                                             

Draining cups of coffee, right on cue

Feeling emptiness, like singing the blues

 

Holding on to thoughts, waiting to give birth

Sailing onward, words waiting to unearth

 

Painting with dazzling textures, shapes, and hues

Viewing sketches, filling these eyes with clues

 

Searching for future poems, like twinkling stars

Linking verses while traveling to Mars

 

Crafting words, really not science you see

Navigating this writer’s mind, feeling free

 

Seeking prose, lost deep in this writer’s soul

Uncovering a few, making each day full

 

Looking for stories, over each rainbow

Finding inspiring words, eager to flow

 

Drinking more coffee, than one should consume

Creating endless text, now ready to bloom

 

Grasping this pen, creating one more tune

Drafting a masterpiece, ready by Noon

 

Writing encounters monumental quests

Hoping these words will always pass all tests

 

Honoring these writing moments, so sweet

Dreaming of fashioning each splendid treat

arid bryce canyon clouds color

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Never Taken for Granted

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Never taken for granted

A young nation moves forward to be brave and free

To remove the shackles of oppression so others see

A soldier takes a bullet in a far, distant land

To protect freedoms that will always stand

Thomas Jefferson will never have to write a sequel

To state for all to read, “All men are created equal”

A minister preaches to a racially divided nation

To envision “free at last” will be his final station

A newspaper criticizes the government with much to say

To reinforce freedom of the press is always here to stay

A hesitant nation awakens while its other allies fight

To bring her vast resources in a victory full of might

A mother takes a stand at a school board meeting

To support a worthy novel that is taking a beating

A crowd protests peacefully in a city very near

To bring attention to issues without any fear

A writer uses his words to bring an issue to light

To encourage all to make a difference and fight

A President hides behind the sins of Watergate

To shamefully resign from office will be his fate

Workers strike to protest low wages and more

To organize labor unions to even up the score

A young politician inspires and leads the way

To become a worthy leader with much to say

Other nations come to the aid of a valued friend

To bring support with the troops that they send

Students stare into TV cameras with one voice

Violence in schools is truly not about a choice

A former republic declines and fades away

To witness freedom’s erosion without delay

Christ’s red blood stains an old rugged cross

To bring a second chance for all who are lost

Never taken for granted