Posted in carpe diem haiku kai, haiku

porch swing

Carpe Diem #1445 cooling on the porch (hashi-i)

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gentle morning breeze
porch swing slowly sways in time
peaceful start of day

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Posted in carpe diem haiku kai, haiku

summer solstice

Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #35 Troiku Challenge “summer solstice”


between the wedded rocks (*)
the sun rises to her highest throne
summer solstice

mountain stream
the ice has melted – dances in the sun
crystal waterdrops

© Chèvrefeuille


This challenge was to creat a fusion haiku using the two haiku by Chevrefeuille, and then create a Troiku from the fusion we created. Here is my attempt.


melted water drops
dancing in the summer sun
crystal between rocks

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melted water drops
trickle between the rocks
mountain stream

dancing in the summer sun
welcoming the solstice
wedded rocks

crystal between rocks
like hidden gemstones
melted ice

 

Posted in Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, PAD

A Teabag Kind of Day

Thirty poems in April: a final in verbs
We are verbing around in the Graden  for the last day of April

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A Tea-bag Kind of Day

I have been tea-bagged
Dunked in and out of hot water
Then left to steep too long –
Had every ounce of goodness
Squeezed out of me
And now you wonder why
I am just a bit bitter
If you were more observant you
Could have read the warning in the
Dregs I left behind

 

 

Posted in Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, PAD

A Force of Nature

The poetry Form required is The Fold

SO

Your challenge today toads, is to Let your words FOLD INTO POEMS ABOUT DESTRUCTIVE WEAPONS.

 

Constraints! The Fold [guidelines]
1. 11 lines
2. The end phrase of Line 1 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

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A Force of Nature

we donned our shoes, our coats, our hats
so she could go on a scavenger hunt
i made a list of natural things in our habitat
“make the list long and try to trick me” – her words to me
the wind was blowing, our noses running, glad we had our hats
the list took her back and forth – up and down – a little hurricane
she searched for lion’s teeth and a big old shrub with cats
i hoped she would soon tire of this chilly game of ours
and we could go inside again – maybe even sit and chat
but she is six and doesn’t tire or mind the cold – I wish we’d
put on gloves and heavy jackets but at least we wore our hats

Not sure if I hit the theme but a six-year old can destroy your heart.

Posted in d'Verse Poets Pub, PAD, Poetic Asides

Breaking Up

MTB — Variations on the Rubaiyat – Frank is tending bar at the Pub today

 


Breaking Up

The moment that you touch my lips
I feel more inches on my hips
More pounds the scale will indicate
If I but make one little slip

I’ve licked you from my fingertips
And savored you as warming sips
I’m sorry darling chocolate
I’m leaving you for crisp kale chips

Just kidding! 🤗  I would never break up with chocolate.

 

Posted in d'Verse Poets Pub, poetry, quadrille

A Gathering Most Fowl

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille – Shall We Gather?
Lillian is gathering quadrilles over at the pub

 

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A Gathering Most Fowl

It was a mob scene
A larger-than-large gathering
This gaggle of geese
Waiting, impatiently,
For the corn in our pockets
Honking, pushing, and when
We had no more to give
They swam gracefully to the
Other side of the lake
Without a backward glance