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d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #42 – hope
De has filled the pub with hope
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A Shell of Hope
we coat our hearts with
a fragile shell of hope
trying to protect it from
the chips and cracks
that will inevitably occur
we seal those chips and cracks
with patches of tolerance,
knowledge and love
making our hope shine
brightly amid the darkness
Camera FLASH!
An image prompt from the Imaginary Garden
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by Thomas Eakins (1910)
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Casting Nets
They tossed their empty nets
into the deep unknown
expecting them to
fill with treasure – the kind that
would make them rich, or famous,
or a genius and when they hauled
them in they found nothing but
tarnished trinkets that added nothing
to their lives
I filled my net with love and tossed
it into the murky waters of despair
and when I tugged it back to me
found it was filled with peace
Saturday Mix – Same Same But Different, 7 October 2017
Welcome to the Saturday Mix, 7 October 2017!
This week we are diving into the depths of our thesaurus and exploring the world of synonyms.
Same Same But Different
Your ‘Same Same But Different’ task is to take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing. That’s right, you need to dig out your thesaurus and find a synonym for each word instead.
Your words are:
lucky
walk
old
dry
cook
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Perspective
I am the fortunate one
strolling through rows
of ancient tombstones
some covered with moss
some with worn script that
can no longer be deciphered
air so arid that the grass crackles
under my feet, brown scorched
patches scar the green
swath of lawn – I thirst for
cooling shade, for a breeze to stir
the stale air around me but
strolling through the rows
I know I am the fortunate one
Poems of Garden Gnomes – THAT AIN’T RIGHT!
What is just out of reach of your left hand? – it is the stuff of poems (written by garden gnomes)
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My Tall Lamp
it does not care who
needs its glow or why
it shines its 60 watts
for anyone who asks
and does not judge or
criticize it spreads its
incandescent warmth
on my blank page
chasing shadows from
my thoughts and erasing
the darkness from a
moonless night
Poetic Asides – Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 413 – a recognition poem
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this poem ….
would like to recognize
the lined paper and pink-ink pen
that made my appearance possible
without their support I would
be just random thoughts escaping
into the atmosphere
they pushed and prodded my
words into being
arranged them and rearranged
them until they were ready
to shine a light in the darkness
to offer hope to the hopeless
to make a wish for peace for
all who read ….
this poem
Carpe Diem #1262 courtyard blues
unknown artist
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empty courtyard
silent stones
abide
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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
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
Carpe Diem Weekend-meditation #3 – Troiku
on the river
lights float to the horizon
the dead rejoice
© Basho
And here is my attempt at a Troiku based on Basho’s haiku
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on the river
autumn leaves sail downstream
yellow boats
lights float to the horizon
drifting with the current
fallen leaves
the dead rejoice
in the change of seasons
earth lies fallow
The Garden Gnomes are writing Fall Acrostics today
MIGRATION
Maybe someday
I will understand the mystery of the
Great migration – when
Raptors and geese
And swallows heed some ancient
Tocsin to leave behind the Northern autumn
In search of warmer rays in the South
One day maybe I will follow them
Never to return
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