Ancient Ruins

I search for the symmetry once defining these ancient ruins
Precise as any modern day engineering
Envision it…
Slaves moving stone
Skilled craftsmen pounding ancient tools
The plans coming to fruition
Imagine it…
Immense grandeur perched atop a mountain
Surrounded by trees bearing olives and almonds
Picture it…
As the enemy approaches


Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #336 – Search and Lens-Artists Challenge #274 – Asymmetry hosted by Donna at windkisses.com


Close to Nature


Cee’s Midweek Madness Challenge (CMMC)Close Up or Macro

Magic Bubbles

In my hand
is a magic wand
Blow…

Poof!
Prismatic bubbles
deliver
pure joy


W3 Prompt #79: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Deanna, prompts us to: “Write a ‘Septolet’ that refers to something that is held, something that one might hold.”

Pumpkin Patch

Awaiting their fate
They sit in the pumpkin patch
The children circle
To pick the perfect pumpkin
For a Jack-o-Lantern face


Jack-O-Lantern

Halloween pumpkin
Adores the laughing children
Come to Trick or Treat

For Colleen’s 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 6

Finger Puppets

Image credit; Alexas_Fotos @ Pixabay
Three little finger puppets
Rise above the stage
The puppet master says to them
“please don’t be afraid”
I know humans are scary
As each often wear a frown
But one look at the three of you
Will turn them upside down

Sadje’s What do you see # 210

I Am Here


The pain
Must be intense and unbearable
You hid it well for awhile
Somehow dissociated from the reality
But I see it now
I hear it in your voice
A melody in a shriek
I yearn to ease your burden
But I cannot change the truth
Just know that I am here
To provide some lightness in intensity
A warm hug
An attentive ear
A welcome diversion
Just know that I am here

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #304 and Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #335 – Dissociate

Sicilian Roads


For Cee’s Roads (or any which way) with vehicles

Nutria

By the river a lazy lunch
It’s mid-morning so more like brunch
The mice don’t care the time of day

Pack up the food and move elsewhere
But river otters find me there
Or are they giant rats at play?

Nutria I am told they’re called
As up the bank their bodies crawl
Chasing dogs and people away.

Prompted by Murisopsis – “Looking for Scavengers”.

“Write a Nove Otto referencing mice and rats.” I realize I neglected to make the eight syllable counts per line isosyllabic (except for one).😉


Elbe River, Czech Republic

Stay Away

Stay
Away
Buttinsky
And find yourself
You may be clever
But lacking in wisdom
The things that don’t concern you
Seem to be irresistible
What void must you be trying to fill
Stay away buttinsky and find yourself

W3 Prompt #78: Wea’ve Written Weekly’s poet of the week, Suzanne prompts us to: “Share an emotion of yours in a ‘Dectina Refrain’ poem.”

I chose to voice annoyance over a “buttinsky”, inspired by Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge. “A buttinsky is a person who butts in, interrupts, or interferes; a busybody, a meddler. This person’s obsession or lifelong goal is to interfere in the lives of all the people they know.”

Autumn by Canoe


For Cee’s Any which way with Autumn or Spring Colors and Dawn’s Festival of Leaves 2023: Week 5