12 Nov 2019
by lynn__
in free verse, Uncategorized
Tags: author, conception, desire, heart, poem, words, writing
Linking to dVerse poets pub for Amaya’s challenge to “labor”…
as the product of
conception, a poem
begins with flicker
of flirty idea
which sparks a
burning desire that,
with heart unprotected,
climaxes in passion for
words, that are strung
together like double
helix into phrases
which multiply and
di-VERSE-i-fy,
connected by
rhythm and rhyme;
hid in warm darkness
until fully developed
and ready to be
edited, contracted,
squeezed through
narrow passage
’til finally, its
author, depleted
and relieved,
delivers another
helpless poem
into wide world
of publishing
and, whether
birthed online
or hard copy,
whimpering
or wailing,
it comes
hoping to be
caught gently
by readers.
11 Nov 2019
by lynn__
in quadrille
Tags: confidence, faith, heart, life, memories, smile
keep the best memories
let unpleasant ones go
keep faith in truth
turn from all false-ness
keep forward movement
stop procrastination now
keep expressing your heart
ignore rude criticism
keep head held high
don’t lose confidence
keep smiling at life
watch life smile back!
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Too late to link but inspired by Kim at dVerse to write quadrille (44 words) on “keep”.
08 Nov 2019
by lynn__
in free verse, question poem
Tags: black, cat, death, ignorance, shadows, truck
searching for any witnesses,
he questioned as if suspect:
“where were you?” he probed
“in my room,” a shocked reply
(nowhere near bloodied body)
at least, victim didn’t feel much,
unexpected and instantaneous.
trucker on road never slowed,
could not see in night’s blackness
didn’t notice impact, drove on.
circles under eyes mark grief
remembered as good mother
affectionate; gave warm gifts.
she’d lived life until the ninth
when bad luck found black cat.
how often we commit dark deeds;
does ignorance prove innocence?
Linking to dVerse poets. This “mystery” poem fits previous prompt (shades of black) and current prompt (changing perspective). Written in third person about a barn cat found on the road but also thinking of an old acquaintance who was struck by a truck and killed. It’s always sad when animals die but how much more a human being?!
If you’re not entirely comfortable with this poem…neither am I! Leave a comment…
29 Oct 2019
by lynn__
in haiku series, troiku
Tags: crawdads, evening, fireflies, grass, minnows, moon, pool, prairie, summer, wind
longing for the grass
at the bottom of the pool
those fireflies.
© Buson
longing for the grass
blades wave under prairie wind
rustle in ditches
at bottom of pool
crawdads and minnows asleep
moon passes over
elusive fireflies
hide in long grasses near pond
flicker on and off
© lynn
Image and troiku challenge celebrating Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s 7th anniversary!
22 Oct 2019
by lynn__
in quote, Uncategorized, worship
Tags: apples, autumn, cornstalks, leaves, pumpkins, squirrel, tumbleweeds, wind
do you know what the earth meditates upon in autumn?
when north wind breathes fresh worship
over cornfield of heavy stalks bowed down
as ripe apples bless orchard with abundance
and tumbleweeds dance across rural road?
when crispy leaves gather in harvest pile
over rich soil fully yielded to waning sun
as pumpkins swell with orange-ribbed grace
and squirrel chatters praise for scattered nuts?
do you know what the earth meditates upon in autumn?
The beginning (and ending) question is from Pablo Neruda’s El Libro de las Preguntas.
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