d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Beyond Meaning or The Resolution of Opposites
haiku
within its branches
the ancient gnarled apple tree
harbors fresh new life
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from Paul Dunbar’s The Paradox: I am the bud and the blossom, I am the late-falling leaf
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Lost In Cyberspace Perhaps
d’Verse Poets Pub -Going…Going…Gone Poeming {Quadrille #122}
Lost In Cyberspace Perhaps
where have they all gone, those shots of
flowers and bugs, trips, happy children? I went
to look for them and they had disappeared, snuck
away, without telling me they were going. Have they,
perhaps, found other lost pictures to share my memories with?
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I recently lost the photos stored on my computer. Luckily, most of them are
floating in some cloud. 😁
Call Me Gray
d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: True Colours?
Mish wants to know what the colors say
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Call Me Gray
You think you can ignore me because
I’m gray
But I am many shades and tints,
like clouds
I am the background of your colorful life
Without
me blues would not be as vibrant, yellows would have no
purpose,
and the color wheel would be nothing but
a blur
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A new poetic form from me
“This week, a Poetic Asides member shared a poetic form she created. While I don’t usually share nonce forms, I’ve tried this one myself, and I think it’s a lot of fun. So without further ado, I’m introducing Candace Kubinec’s form, the Waltmarie (which is itself a nod to PA members and Poetic Bloomings hosts, Marie Elena Good and Walter J. Wojtanik).” Robert Lee Brewer on Poetic Asides, 2/12/21
Waltmarie Poetic Form-
10 line poem, any subject, even numbered lines are 2 syllables and form their own poem when read separately. Odd lines are longer with no specific syllable count.
Only a Dream
d’Verse Poets Pub -MTB: endings / beginnings
Only a Dream
She dreamed of leading a big marching band,
With a shiny baton twirling in her small hands
She didn’t want drums or a horn she could toot,
instead she asked Santa for majorette boots
The white leather ones with bright tassels of red.
They’re the pair she envisioned at night, in her bed.
So she went to bed early, this good little girl,
Pulled her blanket way up so it covered her curls.
She kept her eyes closed when wind started to blow,
the rooftops and bushes soon were covered with snow.
The best winter night for dear Santa to bring
the boots that she wanted more than anything
But her letter to Santa must have lacked clear instruction.
The boots under the tree were a felt reproduction.
Waiting for Santa
d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #118: In the Inglenook
Waiting for Santa
She fell asleep beside the slowly dying embers
and dreamt of warmer climes, sunny skies.
She only meant to rest a while, hidden in the shadow
of the inglenook, until the clocked chimed midnight
when Santa would return home to grant her Christmas wish.
Haiku
d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: travels in the wild
Haiku
(about a squirrel hunting in the mountains)
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peaks covered in Oaks
squirrel hunting in the mountains
has found Nirvana
A Place to Shine
dVerse Poets Pub — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides
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A Place to Shine
Stars grew weary of the day.
They twinkled their hardest and
still could not outshine the bully Sun.
They danced and sparkled until
some burnt themselves out,
some collapsed. The gentle
Moon opened its arms wide and
beckoned to them, “Come, abide with me.”
A Place to Shine
dVerse Poets Pub — Quadrille 117 — The Dude Abides
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A Place to Shine
Stars grew weary of the day.
They twinkled their hardest and
still could not outshine the bully Sun.
They danced and sparkled until
some burnt themselves out,
some collapsed. The gentle
Moon opened its arms wide and
beckoned to them, “Come, abide with me.”
Seeking Merope
d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetics: Stars that count
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Seeking Merope
Somewhere hidden in darkness
she waits for her chance to glow.
Seductive and pulsing her
shine is covered with dusty
silken robes of jealousy.
Sisters who fear her brightness
secret her away in shame.
Jisei haiku
d’Verse Poets Pub – MTB: Jisei (Japanese Death Poems)
Jisei haiku
empty garden bench
covered with ragged brown leaves
forever lifeless
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