Perspective

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

 

My Tall Lamp

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

this poem

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

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

 

 

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

 

 

Autumn Troiku

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

MIGRATION

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

Straight From the Heart

Straight From the Heart

for your information
this poem speaks from
the heart
no part has been analyzed or
organized or otherwise
compromised
it says what it means even
if that means it must stay up
all night to consult with the moon
learning how to make you swoon
this poem holds out its hand
to offer its love
no secondhand moonbeam or
tarnished star trinket to
place on a shelf
this poem offers itself
unpolished, unvarnished
not garnished with roses
false glittery poses
this poem tells the truth
for your information
this poem is in love
with you

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Wednesday Poetry  Prompt #411  at Poetic Asides – write an ‘information’ poem

Moon Questions

d’Verse Poets Pub -The answer is 42
Borjn is looking for questions at the Pub

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Moon Questions

what does the moon see from
its perch high above?
does it see the clouds and
storms that swirl?
does it see the ocean rise up
in anger?
does it see the earth cracking
apart, cities crumbling?
what does the moon hear from
its perch high above?
does it hear winds howling
across grasslands?
does it hear crying coming from
each corner of the globe?
or is the moon so far away
that earth is a pleasant blur
of blue and green and the cries
are just a whisper?