An Island

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.

Head Gears

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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Denim

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

Dusky Dreamscape

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.

A Tanka: Fungi

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

Guess what this is?

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.”

Seed of Promise

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.

Ticking Bomb

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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Standout

Why you?
So many shells washed upon the shore
Ignored, stepped upon, shattered
You… scattered among them
Whole, unscathed, beautiful
You blend in with the crowd
Just another shell… not
There is something about you
Nobody’s rules seem to apply
You just are
And we… bask in your shadow

W3 Prompt #165: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Bob, prompts us to write a metaphorical poem that includes the phrase “nobody’s rules,” inspired by his poem “What Remains.” I’m skipping the “brief note” due to time constraints.

A Choka: Fig Harvest

Ripened finally
Time for harvesting is now
All at once it comes
Way too much of a good thing
Creativity
Is required in the kitchen
A love-hate relationship 

Abundance of figs
Hang heavily on the tree
A curse and reward
Consumed fresh, dried, stewed and baked
Perhaps I should learn to can

Colleen’s TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 18