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Poems

Waterfall #cinquain

Falling water - side stream

Water
Wispy curtains
Clothe rock in twisting threads
The cool air throbs with moist thunder
And peace

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This was written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge.  This week was for a specific form, the Cinquain.  I chose a version of this form that is, in order, 1, 2, 3, 4, and 1 stresses and 2, 4, 6, 8, and 2 syllables.

A Limerick for Our Times ;)

The Thinker

I often post poems and such in the comment section of other people’s blogs and very rarely repost them on my blog.  Yeah, often it is awful poetry on Chelsea’s Terrible Poetry posts, so I guess I can be excused for not claiming them.  Last week and again today I posted Limerick’s on Esther’s blog.  The more I thought about it, the more I liked one of today’s limericks, so I decided I need to put it here, on my own blog.  You know, take ownership of the bit of silliness…

Oh, in case you were wondering, yes, it is a bit adult in nature, but no named body parts ;)

So here it is, my Limerick for Our Times:

There once was a swinger from Bangalore
Who thought isolation a great big bore
Since sex with a stranger
Puts lives in danger
He couldn’t have fun anymore

I hope this caused a bit of a smile ;)

Hope

crocus-snow

The snow may fall
On new spring flowers
A blanket
Of winter gone by

The clouds may build
In great black towers
Terrifying
To the eye

The world may shake
Even the greatest powers
For all
Must one day die

But I look up
With hope that never sours
And see
The big blue sky

For

The snow may fall
On new spring flowers
But life
Life

Will always try

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We had 8 inches of snow yesterday. Today, it is almost gone.

Memory #writephoto

memory

Photo by Sue Vincent

Did I hear the wind whisper
Your name
As it sighed between trees and standing stone?
Did I see
Your shadow cross a threshold
Long buried beneath the empty, grassy plain?
Did I sniff the fragrance
Of your food
Wafted off of a hearth long turned to dust?
Do I taste the salt
Of your bitter tears
Shed for a people long forgotten?
I listen to the rock
Feel the breeze
Sniff the distant salty sea air
Sense your people near
Perhaps forgotten by men
But the land
The land has a very long memory Continue reading

Lover’s Moon #Senryu

Ritu-Bhathal-photo

Image Credit: © Ritu Bhathal

My heart yearns for you
While the Lover’s Moon hangs high
You don’t answer me

*

I’m obsessed
Lover’s Moon hangs high
No answers

*

Passion
Lover’s Moon
Alone

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.  Being the third Tuesday, an image was our prompt.  The image was provided by Ritu Bhathal.  I chose a Senryu, and tried in all three formats – 5/7/5; 3/5/3; 2/3/2. Continue reading

The Best Music #tanka

Moon shot

A beautiful song
Written on your lovely face
Bright light of passion
The melody our hearts sing
Chords of my deepest desire

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This was written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge.  This week the key words were “love” and “harmony“, but only synonyms could be used. I chose a tanka this week.

The photo at the top was taken on Saturday.  I might have photos or drawings that would better match the poem, but I wanted to post it ;)

The Gift #tanka

Dark presents

Rattle, roll and sway
I have gifts to grant away
Are you good or naught?
You push as far as you can
To figure out what I bought

What’s the sound it makes
Will it tinkle when it breaks?
Careful how you swing
Is it better to present
Or does ”getting” make you sing?

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge.  This week the words were Give and Shake, but only synonyms are allowed.  I did a couple of rhyming “tankas”, sort of, almost ;)