Tag: Poetic Asides

Once Upon a Sunbeam

~ Candace ~ 2 Comments

fluffy dust motes floating by
i closed my eyes to wonder why

i do not see them in the night
although i try with all my might

where do they go when sun goes down
to rest somewhere or into town

they bounce and float on sunny days
then disappear when days turn gray

i’ll set a trap, that’s what i’ll do
put on a glove covered with glue

but they’re more clever than i thought
a bunch of cat fur’s all i caught

Day four of the Nov PAD at Poetic Asides

prompt – Once Upon a …………

PAD Days 1& 2

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freshly washed leaves
flutter in the summer breeze
day after the storm

Day one prompt “day after”
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cool autumn morning
sun appears to warm the field
gray fog surrenders

Day two prompt “surrenders”

Imagine That

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This summer Robert Lee Brewer had introduced the poetic form Decina on his Poetic Asides blog.Then in Aug, he issued a challenge. This one got third place. Toot!

On summer days I climb a tree
I sit on branches high and wide
Pretend that I could take a ride
upon a ship that sails the sea
Or maybe I would like to be
An astronaut in outer space
Talk to a moon man face-to-face
And then my branch becomes a mare
Go galloping without a care
Til mother calls me to home base

©Candace Kubinec

Willpower?

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I started with a whole box –
twenty four
special dark Belgian chocolate
mint patties
a daily limit –
one
my willpower has been tested
only three remain
three days until they are gone
and I am desperate once again
three remain
three days
maybe not

Vacation

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Vacation

We quibbled over vanilla or chocolate
Frozen custard or hand churned
Strolled on the boardwalk

Bought matching T-shirts we’ll never wear
Ate hot dogs with everything
Sipped Slurpees that turned our tongues blue

No cares, no worries, no hurry
Until the sun slipped below the horizon
And the sky put on its pink nighty

We glanced at each other, eye to eye
And our hearts winked
You wrenched the oars of our canoe

From their locks and paddled like a robot
Back to the secluded cabin on the lake
Vacation nirvana

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Poetic Asides Wednesday Poetry Prompt

use at least three of these words – paddle, robot, custard, quibble, glance, wrench

Pie Surprise

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there was an old man who baked pies
though he wasn’t especially wise
he put one to cool
on his wife’s kitchen stool
now she walks round with berry stained thighs

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Poetic Asides Wednesday Poetry Promt – pies