wild embers
die trying
the fourth estate
and still i rise.
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I write because I read. I read because I write.
wild embers
die trying
the fourth estate
and still i rise.
—
Love’s strength lies in its contradictions,
while contradictions strengthen love.
Love lasts because it changes,
while changes last because of love.
—
10.12.2015
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer
*Found poetry is a type of poetry created by taking words, phrases, and sometimes whole passages from other sources and reframing them as poetry (a literary equivalent of a collage) by making changes in spacing and lines, or by adding or deleting text, thus imparting new meaning.
Surely as the sun will rise
You’ll come to us
Certain as the dawn appears
You’ll come
Let Your glory fall as You respond to us
Spirit rain
Flood into our thirsty hearts again
You’ll come, You’ll come
—
Lyrics from Hillsong United’s praise song
All copyright belongs to Hillsong United
Have a blessed Holy Week, everyone!
❤
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Love’s strength lies in its contradictions
while contradictions strengthen love.
Love lasts because it changes
while changes last because of love.
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©2015 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: evolvingloveandlight
Bold and italicized lines are from: Manuscript Found in Accra by Paulo Coelho
In response to Writing 201 Day 6 assignment:
Day 6: Faces, Found Poetry, Chiasmus
Before we learn how to read words, we learn, intuitively, to read faces. In today’s poem, take a single face or a multitude of them as your point of departure.
It doesn’t even have to be a real-life, flesh-and-blood face you’re writing about. Faces are ubiquitous in the texture of our daily lives, after all, from portraits in the museum and the banknotes in our wallets to billboards and street art and online profile pictures.
I almost skipped this assignment because work’s very busy and the topic’s really hard.
Glad that I was able to come up with this short piece.
I hope it made sense.
🙂
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