“Poetry spills from the cracks of a broken heart,
but flows from one which is loved.” ~Christopher Paul Rubero
Since 1996, Americans with a love for poetry (like me) have been celebrating NaPoMo (National Poetry Month). In the spirit of sharing the joy, I’m inviting anyone who reads this blog and would like to contribute a (G-rated) poem…please send it to me at email@example.com. If you have a photo to illustrate it, so much the better! If I publish it, I will list you as the author, so please give me your full name and the date it was written (otherwise it will post as written the day I publish it). I won’t steal anybody’s work, and you will retain your copyright. My understanding is that publishing something effectively protects it. (The other inexpensive way is to send yourself a certified letter/package with the information enclosed, but don’t open it after you receive it; it will be evidence in case your ownership is ever disputed in court.)
I also want to share some of my photos, feelings and stories from our April visits to Southeast Asia, so I’m going to be putting them into haikus with photos off and on throughout this month. Part of the time, we visited our kids in South Korea, and then we all went to Japan together. I hope you enjoy these little glimpses into how we felt being foreigners in a very strange, beautiful, and sometimes surprising culture.
On Traveling Fly above the clouds Little faces press the panes.Where are we going?
On Being Different Instant attraction:Asian tourists really like Blue eyes and blonde curls.
On the Popular Trend of Wearing Masks Why do you wear masks? To keep germs in, or out, or Is it yellow dust?
On Riding Trains Morning trains delight. After noon? Well, hold on tight. Evening Train? Goodnight!
“The Lord will command his lovingkindness in the day time,and in the night his song shall be with me, and my prayer unto the God of my life” (Psalm 42:8).