Note to Self

A wry note to self; when the words swim before you stop typing, just stop.   Antonia Sara Zenkevitch

All About Swinging Sanity – Book Promotion

Originally posted on Stoner on a rollercoaster:
Another big bang is going to rock the universe tomorrow! Well, that was bit of an exaggeration. Tomorrow (12th March 2019) is going to mark the release of my debut poetry collection, that I have filled with my heart and soul as it’s my first published book ever.…

The Unanswerable (#VJWC)

My favourite quotes have long included “Do not fear death, fear the inadequate life.” Long the unanswerable question that lurks on the edges started roaring loudly.

Once in Tranquil Calm (#writephoto)

Where I was once in tranquil calm

Amid the greens, where waters flow

In long-lost summers’ timeless balm,

In soft repose, so long ago …

CHAPTER 4: Porte de Versailles

Originally posted on The Library of Lost Wands:
Back to the beginning Return to Chapter 3 Disclaimer Plaintive hoots and rustlings came from the onboard owlery, joined by the clicks and bangs of carriage doors as strangers alighted or joined the train. They had arrived at Porte de Versailles in Paris. The clock chimed one.…

One Haiku of Sky & Water

  gateways of water no human knows their locks; lochs, clouds, creviced realms.   Antonia Sara Zenkevitch

A Woman Worth Loving

Originally posted on awisewomansjourney:
Antonia’s Freeform Friday Prompt – March 8, 2019 This week you can either chose from the previous words: gritty, blue, calm or soft, rain, spirals (any two or all three words anywhere in the text) Soft, loving spirals of rain calm her soul’s gritty, blue pain cleansing and healing the bleeding cuts within rain…

Signals

I love the rain spiral

senses encompassing animation,

satellite clouds, and clouds

displayed in white

in grey telemetry, 

You love, the soft rain at night,

cold and warmth, tickle soft matter,

the interplay between pressure,

a means of guiding

receptors

placed in the injured part,

in this work, we fabricate one

love the just, visible,

forecast invisible intensity

from sunset to sunrise,

both play a role,

signals traveling

a spinal radar,

ignoring the pain

we love for the last hour,

signals from the skin;

low-symmetry particles 

with shapes, spirals,

spirals, spirals,

yellow altitudes,

fluid, few to overcast

blue, blue, blue

gusts are green,

you, love,

the spiral …

Stars Given To The Moon (a poem for Women’s Day)

  First, Majesty made sun and moon Equal luminaries, a sky to crown, Legend says Majesty spoke with the moon Who said no two could wear one crown, Majesty, some say, decreased the moon, The sun, it seemed, was left to wear the crown,   Majesty, tales say, ministered to the moon By giving her…