Show Printable VersionSubscribe to this Thread Search This Thread Advanced Search   Email address Please enter your email address. TheFED - A Network of Writing and Community Publishers Search Calendar TheFED Website > Message Board > 5. June 2009 Writing Challenge   Note: This thread is locked. No new replies will be accepted. Thread Tools Search This Thread  Reply   Author Comment   TheFED      May 31, 2009 at 11:06 PM #1 TheFED Writing Challenge for June 2009 is:  'REFLECTION'  Writing can be in any form or style, poetry or prose.  Please encourage the rest of your group to participate, especially those who do not have access to the Internet.  You can submit your work by clicking on 'Reply' which can be found at both the top and bottom of this page. Please say which writing group (if any) you are a member of. Ashley Jordan      June 01, 2009 at 10:39 AM #2 Reflection (A villanelle) Time is blurred, it moves so fast A child looks through this woman's eyes I see my future in my past Now is sharp as shattered glass Reflects like a serrated knife Time is blurred, it moves so fast Lives performed, from task to task Begin and finish, fail and try I see my future in my past Carefully apply the mask Risk all upon the camera's lie Time is blurred it moves so fast Hopes and dreams are unsurpassed Caught in the scheming flow of night I see my future in my past A kept promise, a missed chance The choice to leave, or stay and fight Time is blurred, it moves so fast I see my future in my past Ashley Jordan (GROW) 27/5/2009 Jan Hedger      June 01, 2009 at 02:16 PM #3 Like the choice of the writing challenge - will pick up my pen and see what transpires! Jan Hedger Jan Hedger      June 01, 2009 at 09:41 PM #4 Hi, a poem for reflection, from my portfolio. Jan   Attached Files: Calico.doc (25.00 KB, 5 views) Paul Evans      June 05, 2009 at 10:44 AM #5 Reflections  by Paul Evans   A time to inspire with burning desire to raise that gaze and feel proud and strong   My achievements and goals are there to acquire with love in my heart and time on my side   This pool of water resolves my determine with pure affirmations and God in my sight   This moment in time will serve me just fine and remind me of where i should be Jan Hedger      June 05, 2009 at 06:26 PM #6 Ashley and Paul - love your poems! Jan Jan Hedger      June 11, 2009 at 08:44 PM #7 Her Wedding  On the eve of her wedding, she reflected, but did not step back On the morn of her wedding; she knew who she truly was At the time of her wedding, she walked forward, and Placed her trust in his love. Jan GROW Ashley Jordan      June 16, 2009 at 01:55 PM #8 REFLECTION I sit alone, wrapped up in thought Led around in endless circles Like a fish that has been caught In a trap designed for turtles I know that this is not my place I did not wake where I belong This is not my time or space These words are not my song I can't remember where I've been Or anything I may have done What I've said or who I've seen, Whether it was dull or fun I just know I've been away It was all quite different there I lost the whole of yesterday No-one here seems to care I wonder if, while I am here The others will miss me more If I'll remember this - or fear The closing of the mirrored door. Ashley Jordan (GROW) Ryan Powell      June 17, 2009 at 12:48 PM #9 REFLECTION The man in the mirror has different faces When he is to travel to new places Because he has always been possessed With a really certain kind of interest It was the dream of being able to travel Which would always leave him bedazzled Was his Dream an actual sign? We shall only find out in time (C) Ryan Powell (GROW) Josie Lawson      June 17, 2009 at 03:44 PM #10 REFLECTION I met the world unbeknown to me Until I began to learn I sang my way through my heart and began to learn to play The musical notes they flowed through me and began to help the world hear my recorder sing a tune and an audience learn to clap I reflect right back to an imaginative world Where music was my scene The fire it sometimes was an orange world That held the truth of me I loved - and love music still I could then only play a recorder But in my time, I've played a guitar Used my voice - and heard beautiful instruments play Violin, Cello, Ukeleli, Banjo, Harmonica And heard true stories of the dance world of life. This I reflect for you, my family ©16.6.09 JOSIE LAWSON (GROW) All Rights Reserved Maggie Crouch      June 17, 2009 at 03:56 PM #11 WHAT IF? What if creation is Mother Nature's little joke? What if that meteor had missed the earth? What if the dinosaurs had not flourished? What if those apes had stayed in the trees? What if Darwin's genetics had not been discovered? What if the Big Bang had been a damp squib? What if Albert Einstein had the intellect of Homer Simpson? (C) Maggie Crouch (GROW) Josie Lawson      June 17, 2009 at 04:01 PM #12 I Celebrate. What have I? My Life What have I lost? Twins - how could I forget? One had closure - the other I don't know what happened - I still need closure What have I? A Smile, A blessing when I write words What have I lost? Hurrah! The benign tumour that was growing in my Pituitary area - the result, not sure yet. What have I? - Friends that are really great, some that hurt without thinking, but ready to chat and move on What have I lost? Many friends, one just recently - we all have to die I think I did twice in operations but I survived, I feel I am here for a reason. Why would this be? No idea I just like the creative side of me So - each day - I wonder - will my pen get its dancing shoes on? Or will it just write a shopping list. I Celebrate. What have I? My life until I die. ©16.6.09 JOSIE LAWSON (GROW) All Rights Reserved Ashley Jordan      June 20, 2009 at 12:08 PM #13 Reflection. Mirrors show another side A side that is all back to front They say I see it upside down Then flip it over, right side up The more I think about this The harder work it seems I wish I'd see it right side up & free my mind to work my dreams. Ashley Jordan (GROW) Maria Panayi      June 20, 2009 at 12:11 PM #14 Reflection. Cindy the dog Chases the cat and she goes up to lick the degus and play with them she barks at them to tell them off Suzy jumps up at the fish She smells the fish. Maria Panayi Sally Flood      June 20, 2009 at 12:12 PM #15 Reflection. Looking back to where I am When life was fresh and young Where thoughts were optimistic And sprung easy from the tongue I remember so much energy And nothing was too much If only, for a little while I could regain that Midas touch. Sally Flood (Newham writers) Previous Thread | Next Thread Page 1 of 2   1  |  2 >  Reply   Bookmarks    Digg  del.icio.us  StumbleUpon  Facebook  Google

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