Books and Poetry
To old ways we cling
Colorful coral bleached white
Death lies under foot
A sotto voce ignored
We dance in shadows
Grooves tread in infertile soil
Voices in our heads
Drown meaningful messages
Choruses played on repeat
A subtle whisper
Heard with silent attention
Soft voice speaks volumes
An ode to humanity
A seque to a new verse
Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #23 hosted by Robbie
dVerse Poetics hosted by Merril
Thirteen I found in a bed of clover
Each one has four lucky leaves
Wait for it to play out
TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 22 hosted by Selma.
Featured photo by Paul Szlosek
An island
Detached, disconnected, isolated
Gently trespassed upon by tentative feet
Caressed by passing winds
Enchanted by the dazzling Milky Way
A bit-o-honey for the undernourished soul
Tenuous waters
Lap against my shore
Greet, retreat, abandon
An island
Am I
W3 Prompt #169: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Lesley, prompts us to write, literally or metaphorically, on the theme of “The Deserted Island” or “The Fantasy Castle”.
dVerse Poetics host Lillian challenges us to incorporate one or more listed candy brands into our poem.
Determined to fly with the birds
To swim with the fish
Daydreams sketched upon stars
Visionaries are we
Magniloquent in sharing our ingenuity
Tools in our hands
Gears spinning in our heads
We turn our dreams into reality
And explore the unreachable
W3 Prompt #168: Wea’ve Written Weekly. I don’t think is what Ben (poet of the week) had in mind for this challenge, but I just couldn’t switch “gears” once I got started.
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Colors masked
In denim blue jeans
Casual
Travel wear
Attempting to play it cool
Flamboyance tempered
Fuchsia stains
On favorite jeans
Reminders
Of good times
Joyfully wild and carefree
Denim stories shared
TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 21, hosted by Melissa.
Melissa challenges us to write a shadorma series based on one of Alma Thomas’ paintings.
Featured photo: Alma Thomas, Celestial Fantasy, 1973, acrylic on canvas, Smithsonian American Art Museum
Lone dusky dreamscape
Sea oats wave rueful farewells
Sun kisses goodnight
W3 Prompt #167: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Marion, prompts us to write a poem that includes the word scape.
Ears seemingly sprout
They listen to the old tree
Take its final breath
Akin to the dinner bell
The bittersweet circle spins
Colleen’s TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 20, Synesthesia
Take a guess
and right you’d be
A bird app not needed
for identity
A red-headed woodpecker —
obviously
I. J.’s Birds of the Week Invitation CXXIII
Becky’s Squares – “simply red.”
They shrink under the ruthless sun
Seeds of hope scattered on dry ground
Each dismally shriveled… but one
Single seed of promise unbound
Sprouts roots of depthness so profound
Intelligence beyond comprehension?
Unfurling in directions that confound
Conveying its own intention
W3 Prompt #166: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Val, prompts us to write a Huitain on the theme of “seeds,” literally or figuratively.
Until reality smacks our face
Denial is our best defense
Creating lame excuses
All witnesses we are
We watch them tick down
The bombs we built
Do explode
So quick
Boom
Boom
So quick
Do explode
The bombs we built
We watch them tick down
All witnesses we are
Creating lame excuses
Denial is our best defense
Until reality smacks our face
Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 19, hosted by Willow. Willow prompts us to write a Nonet on: “The state of the world/ or our lives.” Focused on the environment, but the sentiment seems to apply to many things wrong in the world. I mirrored the Nonet.
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