Posted in carpe diem haiku kai, haiku

colors

Carpe Diem #1263 neighborhood of colors

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unknown artist

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pink and yellow
blocks stacked high
like toys

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Posted in d'Verse Poets Pub, quadrille

Night

d’Verse Poets Pub -Quadrille #41 – spice
Mish is ‘spicing’ things up at the pub today

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Night

the dark and empty night would
have no shine without the
moon to light the way
the sky would be a flat
slate overhead without the
clouds to add softness
there would be no spice
if the stars did
not wink down on us

Posted in MindlovemiserysMenagerie, poetry, Saturday Mix

Autumn

MindLoveMiserysMenagerie
Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 23 September 2017
Welcome to the Saturday Mix, 23 September 2017!

This week I have reached into my mystery bag and pulled out an Elfje! Your challenge is to write an Elfje poem on the topic of one of the seasons

How to write an Elfje
An ‘Elfje’ counts as five sentences.
Line 1 – One word. This word symbolizes a colour or feature. The word symbolizes the atmosphere.
Line 2 – Two words. These are something or someone with this colour or feature.
Line 3 – Three words. Giving more information about the person or the object. You describe where the person or the object is, who the person or what the object is, or what the person or object is doing. This sentence usually starts with the word ‘he’, ‘she’ or ‘it.’
Line 4 – Four words. Here you are writing something about yourself in relation to the person or the object. This sentence is your conclusion.
Line 5 – One word. This word is called the ‘Bomb.’ It is the essence of the poem.

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sienna

last leaf

floating to earth

reflects my broken heart

endings

 

 

Posted in Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, poetry

Dream Boat

Weekend Mini Challenge: Boats
Welcome to the Weekend Mini Challenge with Kim from writinginnorthnorfolk.com!

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Dream Boat

a little boat floated out to sea
a boat that carried you and me

it gently bobbed upon the waves
we played we were a couple knaves

without a worry, no thought or care
we journeyed forward, unaware

until the wind began to blow
and waves to monsters seemed to grow

it tossed us over and around
up in the air – we will be drowned

we clung together – you and me
then suddenly it set us free

it was the sound of mother’s voice
that gave the monster little choice

my bear and I will sail no more
our dream boat will remain on shore