Morning's Miracles

Morning's Miracles

A Poem by Sammi
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This one is for Lyn Anderson (KLGoode) in the style she showed me and to Barleygirl for a little more variety -- thank you my lovely new friends! :)

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    Stepping out this morn’

    Oh my!

    A sweet treat for the eyes

    So glorious a site to love

    Such an endearing surprise…


    Grass sparkling with dew

    I sighed!

    Children’s laughter filled the air

    Birds singing and sunshine bright

    I felt like there was never a care…


    It's in times like this one knows

    It’s true!

    What’s gifted feeds each soul

    Everywhere we look and listen

    Miracles live to help us be whole.



© 2017 Sammi



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Very excellent point, the way you've conveyed the artistic process, at least for me, where everything awesome & beautiful (or heartwrenching) that I come across each day feeds my creative flow, even when what I decide to write about is not the same topic or even in the same medium. Everything feeds the universal flow of intelligence or spirit or whatever each person may want to call it. If we tap into it, instead of fighting things that are unexpected or seemingly undesired, we find everything brings a gift of some kind to feed the soul, just as you've so perfectly described here.

I love the uneven stanza construction, with the 2nd line being short for emphasis. This is the perfect way to "repeat" (many use the same exact words in each stanza, a form of repetition which sometimes can dull the message instead of intensifying it) . . . that is, the way you have re-stated each exclamation differently & equally impactful in each stanza. This is having the desired effect of grabbing the reader's attention and conveying excitement.

Even tho I think your choices of observations work well and are relatable, in a couple spots, it sounds a tiny bit cliché: "grass sparkling with dew" . . . "children's laughter filled the air" . . . I encourage you to try to reach a little deeper and find some new observations that nobody else has written similarly, a billion different times. Even a tiny adjustment can make a line like this sound more authentic & original, such as "children's uncontrollable giggles" . . . or "dew drops collecting on my dog's nose as she sniffs, nose down in the grass" . . . of course, you would use your own style, but these are just my ideas . . . I'm not saying this poem is so cliché that it needs to be reworked, but rather, just ideas to carry into your next writing project, OK? (((HUGS)))

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sammi

4 Months Ago

Hi Sis oh you are going to be so mad at me I know and with this great big beautiful review it doesn'.. read more
barleygirl

4 Months Ago

No worries, my friend (((HUGS))) . . . I haven't been paying very close attention to things on this .. read more
Sammi

4 Months Ago

Aw Sis you are so sweet to me -- thank you! :)

(((HUGS))) back!
Sammi



Reviews

VERY NICE TO READ GOOD GOING TO THE POINT TOPIC VERY CLEARStepping out this morn’
Oh my!
A sweet treat for the eyes
So glorious a site to love
Such an endearing surprise…

Grass sparkling with dew
I sighed!
Children’s laughter filled the air
Birds singing and sunshine bright
I felt like there was never a care…

It's in times like this one knows
It’s true!
What’s gifted feeds each soul
Everywhere we look and listen
Miracles live to help us be whole.

Posted 6 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sammi

6 Months Ago

Thank you writ for reading and reviewing this poem for me! :)

HUGGS!
Sammi
Very excellent point, the way you've conveyed the artistic process, at least for me, where everything awesome & beautiful (or heartwrenching) that I come across each day feeds my creative flow, even when what I decide to write about is not the same topic or even in the same medium. Everything feeds the universal flow of intelligence or spirit or whatever each person may want to call it. If we tap into it, instead of fighting things that are unexpected or seemingly undesired, we find everything brings a gift of some kind to feed the soul, just as you've so perfectly described here.

I love the uneven stanza construction, with the 2nd line being short for emphasis. This is the perfect way to "repeat" (many use the same exact words in each stanza, a form of repetition which sometimes can dull the message instead of intensifying it) . . . that is, the way you have re-stated each exclamation differently & equally impactful in each stanza. This is having the desired effect of grabbing the reader's attention and conveying excitement.

Even tho I think your choices of observations work well and are relatable, in a couple spots, it sounds a tiny bit cliché: "grass sparkling with dew" . . . "children's laughter filled the air" . . . I encourage you to try to reach a little deeper and find some new observations that nobody else has written similarly, a billion different times. Even a tiny adjustment can make a line like this sound more authentic & original, such as "children's uncontrollable giggles" . . . or "dew drops collecting on my dog's nose as she sniffs, nose down in the grass" . . . of course, you would use your own style, but these are just my ideas . . . I'm not saying this poem is so cliché that it needs to be reworked, but rather, just ideas to carry into your next writing project, OK? (((HUGS)))

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sammi

4 Months Ago

Hi Sis oh you are going to be so mad at me I know and with this great big beautiful review it doesn'.. read more
barleygirl

4 Months Ago

No worries, my friend (((HUGS))) . . . I haven't been paying very close attention to things on this .. read more
Sammi

4 Months Ago

Aw Sis you are so sweet to me -- thank you! :)

(((HUGS))) back!
Sammi
Best lines are the last ones- though such a beautiful portrait painted leading up to that. But I do so love the last two lines- such a beautiful message and way to phrase it. Thank you!

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sammi

4 Months Ago

Gee Marrianne you probably don't even want to hear from me so late but I just missed your wonderful .. read more
A beautiful poem with lovely rhyming pattern...and the picture is just as beautiful.
It is indeed miracles that that help us to be whole.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sammi

1 Year Ago

Gee Shabeeh your words treat me so delightfully what's girl to do but smile all over you're so sweet.. read more
Shabeeh Haider

1 Year Ago

Thank you Sammi, and you are most welcome
'What’s gifted feeds each soul '.. .. And you have gifted to your readers,

Everything, just everything makes this poem real, sincere, full of giving. It's not the colours, the picture, the font but the thought and time put to creating such a beautiful piece of work. Thank you for each and every facet.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sammi

1 Year Ago

You are warm and friendly emmajoy sweet and giving to make me feel like this poem is enjoyed and lik.. read more
emmajoy

1 Year Ago

How very kind to answer in that way. :)
A beautiful poem -- wonderfully presented, and it flows effortlessly on the page. The font and painting match perfectly.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sammi

1 Year Ago

Your words make a beautiful review too KLGoode in your own style that was very enjoyable to write, i.. read more

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