winter love

Carpe Diem’s Crossroads #11 “a winter’s love”

torn apart clothes
thrown against a beach pole
a winter’s love

bare footed
wandering about the nude beach
in heart of winter

© Chèvrefeuille

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Here is my fusion haiku –
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Clothes on a beach pole
Footprints leave a sandy trail
Lovers stroll away

Look Me in the Eyes

d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Getting Personal

Look Me in the Eyes

Blue-green eyes stare back at me
This true reflection of myself
They know me – show me
For who I am
Mostly hopeful, happy, smiling
Little crinkles creep out from
The corners – laugh lines
(not crows feet)
Sometimes pensive, tense(ive)
Even sad – without a sparkle to share
They’ve got the blues
Squinty, maybe flinty, just a hint
Of yellow flecks flash disapproval,
Or confusion – a simple warning-
If you know to notice
Everything about this me is held
Within these blue-green eyes
Staring out at you

 

 

A Cobbled Heart

Quadrille #58 – Cobble us a Poem

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A Cobbled Heart

 

Her tender heart was
Coming apart at the seams
(it seems)
He found some threads
Of truth to use
To mend the open places
Where trust was seeping out
And stitch by stitch he
Cobbled together the pieces
Until her heart was whole again

 

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

 

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

 

 

A Force of Nature

The poetry Form required is The Fold

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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.