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Upon Her Return

d’Verse Poets Pub -MTB: The Death Sentence
Here’s the challenge –
one sentence, improvised, end of civilization as we know it

give it a try over at http://dversepoets.com

It had been only three weeks since she kissed
Him goodbye, escaping the gloomy skies
Of home for a dose of sunshine, (something
She craved in the middle of winter even though
He did not), but something had gone awry while
She soaked up those healing rays and he sulked
Under the gray clouds because as soon as she
Stepped into the house, before she could even kick
Off her shoes, he slumped off to take a nap, signaling
The end of the world as she knew it

Posted in carpe diem haiku kai, haiku

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

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winter elfje

d’Verse Poets Pub – MTB – brevity
Frank has us keeping it short at the Pub

I remembered writing an Elfje a couple years ago. It’s perfect for this challenge – and fun to write

Here’s an explanation from simplyelfje

The Elfje form originated in The Netherlands where it is used to teach young children to write poetry. The word Elfje means ‘Elven’ or ‘Fairy’ poem (from ‘Elf’ meaning ‘elven’ or ‘fairy’ and the sufix ‘-je’ meaning ‘little’). The form consists of 11 words spread over 5 lines.
How to Write Elfje:
An ‘Elfje’ counts as five sentences.
Line 1. One word. This word symbolizes a colour or feature. The word symbolizes the atmosphere.
Line 2. Two words. These are something or someone with this colour or feature.
Line 3. Three words. Giving more information about the person or the object. You describe where the person or the object is, who the person or what the object is, or what the person or object is doing. This sentence usually starts with the word ‘he’, ‘she’ or ‘it.’
Line 4. Four words. Here you are writing something about yourself in relation to the person or the object. This sentence is your conclusion.
Line 5. One word. This word is called the ‘Bomb.’ It is the essence of the poem.


….. and here is my attempt –

 

Gray
Winter sky
It saddens me
I have one hope
Spring

 

 

Posted in carpe diem haiku kai, poetry

A Cherita

Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #17 Out of The Carpe Diem Box …

 

A new form, for me, a Cherita using the theme Winter Time

Cherita (pronounced CHAIR-rita) is a linked poetry form of one-, two-, and three-line stanzas.
Cherita is the Malay word for “story” or “tale”.

Here’s my attempt
~
Snow fell steadily overnight

Morning sun shines
On fields of white

Tracks cross from woods to road
Left behind by white tailed deer
Foraging for food

Posted in NaPoWriMo, poetry

Wind Blown

NaPoWriMo Day Sixteen – letter-writing

~
Dear W. Wind,

I did not mean to ignore you or
Seem rude when I slammed the door
As you breezed by

I just ran inside to grab a coat
And maybe a hat and some mittens
You gave me the cold shoulder the

Last time you passed my door
You tried to enter through the loose
Window in the kitchen when Spring

Was already invited for tea
Please, Mr Winter Wind, call ahead
So I can reset the thermostat

Build a fire in the fireplace
Put on some long-johns and fix
A steaming cup of hot chocolate

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Winter’s Grip

D’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #24 -whisper
De of WhimsyGizmo has challenged us to ‘whisper’ out a Quadrille this week

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Winter’s Grip
it came in wisp(er)-like
sat in the corner
leaned back, crossed
it’s legs, as if to stay awhile
I covered it with a knitted
afghan but it crept out
from under, crawled
along the floor
gripped my ankles
until Spring knocked on
the door