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d’Verse Quadrille #27 – giggle
De has us laughing over our Quadrilles today.
Here’s my silly offering.
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Sleepover
we booked the gig(gle)
for Friday night
and I wore a wig(gle)
just for laughs
we danced a jig(gle)
until the street lights came on
by the glow of a flashlight
we read poetry
until our eyes drooped
and the words were mere squiggles
FASHION ME YOUR WORDS TO ~ FOLD
“Your challenge today toads, is to Let your words dance with me in celebration. Forgetting all others, focus your gaze on The Fold and write using the form. You can write fiction fact or fantasy, staying true to the following guidelines:
1. 11 lines
2.The end phrase of Line one repeats at Lines 5 and 11
3.The rhyme of line 1 continues through in every other line
4. There must be a reference to nature and how it affect you the poet’
Quite a challenge Gillena has given us today
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A Cloudy Day
clouds drift by forming pictures in the sky
a horse, a dragon, a tall sailing ship
I watch them pass and dream that I
am floating along with them
no longer tied to earth, now just pictures in the sky
forming and reforming into fanciful shapes
a dog, a castle, a huge butterfly
the wind begins to howl and beak apart
this cloudy art and I must say goodbye
run back inside and from my window gaze
at a blank canvas, erased of all pictures in the sky
Out of Standard: Multiple Choice
It’s time for some Multiple Choice in the Garden
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Choices
You brought me a star
Shall I wish upon it
Or fling it back into the night
You brought me a song
Shall I sing it back to you
Or muffle the melody
You brought me a poem
Shall I recite it aloud
Or let it sit on the shelf
You brought me your heart
I will hold it tenderly
Next to mine
Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
And the Moon ~ Micro Poetry
Silent Moon
The stars wink at each other
As I stand
Howling at the moon
The moon does not howl back
d’verse Quadrille #26 – ghost
Kim has us ghost busting today at the Poets Pub. I’m afraid mine turned a little maudlin. It’s not based on anything personal, just how my muse chose to write today.
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Just Gone
I searched for you
Among the tumbled
Crumbled tombstones
I sat quietly in
Vaulted cathedrals
Watching flickering candles
But you did not appear
Not a wisp or
A touch of cold air
You are nowhere
There is no ghostly you
To fill this void
It’s all about WALLS in the Garden today
Wide Open
some might build walls
for protection
for isolation
for immunity
after their hearts have
been broken
keeping other hearts out
fearing more damage
but I will keep my heart open
to life as it comes
each bruise or tear
making it smater, stronger –
bolder
Poetic Asides
Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 383
By: Robert Lee Brewer | February 8, 2017
It Can’t Be
It can’t be bedtime
There is laundry waiting –
It won’t wash itself
No matter how long I
Ignore it
And dinner dishes are
Still stacked in the sink
It can’t be bedtime
My hair needs washed
And I was planning a
Facial tonight
It can’t be bedtime
I should make a grocery list
And pack lunches
It can’t be bedtime
I just made a cup of tea
And I’m going to read
Just one more chapter –
really
dVerse Poetics: Muse Mixology
De has us mixing it up with “bar” terminology this week. Cheers!
Did I mention – in just 33 words, or less!
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Beginning Over
she hung her three sheets to (flap in) the wind
dry on the rocks
she had spritzed away her old life
hammered out each sour fleck of him
kamikazed old rum memories
Carpe Diem #1146 Tea Ceremony
morning tea
with a special friend
shared zen
Flash 55 Plus
It’s the 55 word challenge in the Garden . The Plus is to use words from George Orwell’s novel 1984.
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Thought Crimes
I have committed thought crimes
On a daily basis
In the car
At the gym
Sitting across from a friend
Not the Down With Big Brother
Kind of thoughts
But hurtful thoughts if
They were spoken aloud
Some mean-spirited
Others jealous
I’m glad there are no
Thought Police
If there were I
Would be incarcerated
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