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Category Archives: Poetry
Raise a glass
vintners’ prayers heard
hot dry days sweeten the fruit
sunshine in a glass
The Trifextra challenge for week 83 was to write a haiku, sticking to the traditional 5, 7, 5-syllable format, but without the normal 33-word weekend limit.
Parted
Saffron sea parted
Not miracle nor east wind
Thanks be to John Deere
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Posts I commented on today:
(In case you missed the reason for this, I participated in the A to Z Blogging Challenge in April, and though I posted every day, I was lousy at visiting and commenting on other participants’ blogs. So for each day in May, I’ve vowed to visit and comment on three posts from the various blogging communities whose members have supported my efforts. At least one post MUST be from a new blog I haven’t yet visited.)
R–Random Acts of Kindness (The Single Dad Pad) new blog of the day
Day (452)–Nobody…Yet (The Better Man Project)
Tiger Beetle (the squirrel nutwork)
Hourly
To our pretty town square tourists flock,
then they stare at the tower and gawk.
What they can't discern
is how anyone learns
to tell time on a one-handed clock!
This week’s Weekly Writing Challenge from The Daily Post was a request for a poem that incorporated some of the hints from the helpful tutorial on how to achieve the desired character and line spacing in WordPress’s text editor.
Feel
Who am I to give advice?
Photo credit Jim Bayless
Feel big feel small
Feel joy in it all.
Feel meek feel bold
Feel you’ll never grow old.
Feel what you feel
for better or worse.
Feel nothing at all–
a terrible curse.
Today’s post does double duty as the sixth day’s offering in the April A to Z Challenge (letter F) as well as responding to Trifextra‘s request for 33 words of advice.
Valentine
In pre-dawn shadows I come looking for closure;
This day meant for lovers especially brutal.
For weeks it seemed best to maintain my composure,
But on the dark sand that effort seems futile.
When life was too hectic this beach was our haven,
Where rhythm of waves drowned out worry and stress.
You laughed when I noticed the circling raven;
My fear of death’s omen you refused to address.
I dream of a future that’s now out of reach
And mourn the soul mate too soon snatched away.
You’re not coming back no matter how I beseech,
So I must say farewell this St. Valentine’s Day.
Gulls ride the breeze on which your ashes are blown
The sea whispers back that I’m never alone.
Prompt from Writer’s Digest: Write a Valentine’s Day poem of no more than 20 lines about spending a Valentine’s Day all by yourself. The only rules are that it must rhyme and the final line of the poem must include the title of your favorite song. I opted for a Shakespearean sonnet and chose the song “Never Alone” by Jim Brickman featuring Hillary Scott & Lady Antebellum.
Things I See and Know 