Tag: Imaginary Garden with Real Toads

Outsider Poet

~ Candace ~ 7 Comments

Outsider Art – in the Garden

outside(r) poet

i wrote outside today
so letters could bask in the warm sun
before being marched one by one
into sentences
so vowels could jump up and down
in mud puddles (sometimes y too)
so consonants could recline
under a shady tree and maybe catch some
zzzzzz
journal pages waved to each other
as a breeze passed by
and pencils rolled dizzily in the grass
then when clouds made it hard to see
i gathered everyone into my arms and
put them into a cozy poem

Heartcrumbs

~ Candace ~ 8 Comments

Bits Of Inspiration ~ Mi Young Lee
This painting by Mi Young Lee is our inspiration for today

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My lonely heart left
A trail of crumbs
As I walked away from you
Hoping we would find our way back
Or you would come looking for us

As The Crow Flies

~ Candace ~ 11 Comments

Fireblossom Friday : Corvid and sit a while.
There are crows in the garden today

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As The Crow Flies

The crow looked out
Across the farm and saw
The plume of toxic fumes
That seemed to settle everywhere

The crow drew circles in the sky
And watched the bees and
Butterflies struggle to
Survive without the blooming
Wave of wildflowers

He saw the spill of inky oil
Like Rohrsach blots upon
The coastline where water
Fowl and fish no longer swam

He followed streams of shining cars
To factories and smoking stacks
That filled the air with particles
He could not breath then fell
To earth again as rain that will not
Quench Earth’s thirst
The crow looked down
From a dead tree branch
And sobbed, “Murder!”

untethered

~ Candace ~ 6 Comments

Day 18 -Poetic Asides PAD- life or death

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untethered
there is a fragile line between
life and death
one you can cross only
once
there is no turning back
no
do-over
and when you hop that
line
you go alone
all the things that tethered you
left behind

Miss(under)stood

~ Candace ~ 5 Comments

Over // Under // Through –
We’re getting challenged today in the Garden

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Miss(under)stood

I didn’t even get through
my explanation of why
I was over (the moon)
about him before he
turned and walked away

I turned too and ran
into you, stumbled over
my words, fumbled
through an apology
then noticed your
kind eyes, smiling face

and knew I was
over him

Sleeping Over

~ Candace ~ 9 Comments

Celebrating Children’s Poetry – Dreaming with Stacie
It’s all about tickling our inner child in the Garden today. Thanks to Stacie for this funtastic prompt.

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Sleeping Over

Who giggled the hardest
When we told goofy jokes
Ate all the popcorn
And drank all the Coke

Who turned on the flashlight
To tell scary stories
Then heard heavy footsteps
And smelled something gory

Who screamed the loudest
Hid under the bed
Eyes shut and ears covered
Pillow over your head

Who fell asleep first
Sleeping bag on the floor
I’ll keep your secret
‘Cause I heard you snore

A Poem Takes Flight

~ Candace ~ 12 Comments

Weekend Mini Challenge: Thought Animals

Kimis our host in the Garden  this weekend

A Poem Takes Flight

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Like a small caterpillar
My thoughts grow
Fed with nibbles of ink
And syllables

Bit by bit they become bigger
Until they’ve out grown
Their small skin – shedding
Unwanted ideas and trite phrases

Growing longer and wiser
My words curl up, take a break
Transform into a poem
Then spread their wings and fly

Home Me

~ Candace ~ 5 Comments

Imaginary Garden Weekend Mini-Challenge: Home

Take me home –

Let me sleep in my own bed
Eat at my own table

Take me home
Where I can find peace

In the gentle purring of a cat
And contentment in your arms

A Cloudy Day

~ Candace ~ 8 Comments

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