16 May 2022
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
Tags: integrity , Joseph , lies , lust , sleep
A quadrille for dVerse Poets on theme of “sleep”….
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things got hot in egypt
when potiphar’s wife urged young servant joseph “come, sleep with me!”
he refused to dishonor master; resisted by fleeing without cloak which became false evidence
potiphar’s wife deceitfully cried “rape!” which swiftly landed joseph in slammer
integrity is costly!
painting of “Joseph and Potiphar’s Wife” by Guido Reni, 17th century
08 May 2022
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
American sentence (17 syllables)
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Pro-choice demonstrators who scream for abortion rights on mothers’ day.
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07 May 2022
by lynn__
in cinquain
Tags: garden , grass , squirrrels , wind
south wind it blows wildly sound rushes through treetops directional wave of grass pushes
pushes squeaky windmill empty swings randomly hapless birds trying to fly straight tired
tired of the battle we walk along with wind find fallen branches to pick up gather
gather gardening tools desire to plant flowers but fear wind will beat petals off too strong
too strong mow lawn instead fragrant clippings breeze by young squirrels chase each other’s tails south wind
Cinquain chain (5 stanzas of 5 lines each) in Crapsey form (2-4-6-8-2 syllable lines) connecting with Laura, our host for MTB challenge at dVerse Poets
04 May 2022
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
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follow the science
into woman’s womb where
the zygote is human, the fetus is alive
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follow the law
of U.S. Constitution written
to protect and shelter the vulnerable
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follow the love
with sleeping baby in arms
embrace quiet truth of her heartbeats
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03 May 2022
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
one man, one woman
distinctions are perfection
exclusivity
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Haiku describes beauty as seen in natur al world.
02 May 2022
by lynn__
in quadrille
did you go rub that balloon in your hair? is that why it sticks on the wall up there?
i don’t need your static so please don’t touch me ow! must you pass spark of personal electricity?!
boys are such joys — he laughs ecstatic ally
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A quadrille (44 words) for dVerse Poets pub . Mish hosts theme of “static” scene .
02 May 2022
by lynn__
in haiku , troiku
Tags: dark , dawn , day , greet
A “troiku” linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. A troiku takes original haiku and make three new haiku beginning with lines from the original.
Original haiku, inspired by Jane Reichhold’s haiku :
the night is shortened
dark clouds disappear at dawn
with a rising sun
My troiku, using lines of original:
the night is shortened
when sweetly blessed with deep sleep
awaken refreshed
dark clouds disappear
stars now slowly extinguish
and clear dawn will break
with a rising sun
tea time on new patio
you and i greet day
28 Apr 2022
by lynn__
in rhyming verse
peruse faded photographs of family members in sepia tones subjects squint, seem to laugh from ivory lace-covered bones
years before your difficult birth they lived youthful, even carefree genes may pre-determine girth but dreams expand poetically
refile old photos in manilla and stash them under bed we should organize into album, shove in shoebox coffin instead
22 Apr 2022
by lynn__
in poem for children
rabbits and robins hop-along happily awakening grove of trees
birds between deciduous bunnies under pines
they hop, then stop they twitch and listen to sounds upon the breeze
rabbits long hop languorous robins short hop dotted-lines
hop-along for feeding hop-along in play i spy happy hoppers to brighten cloudy day
19 Apr 2022
by lynn__
in quadrille
Tags: chalk , dad , fish , memories , year
my father has been gone exactly a year today and the memories of his dying taste like chalk on a parched tongue… but the memories of his living smell like mountain trout, burnt cream puffs, chlorine of pool where he saved me from drowning.
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A quadrille of forty-four words linked to dVerse poets.
13 Apr 2022
by lynn__
in Uncategorized
artwork by Ukrainian artist, Vika Muse / ekphrastic poem linked with dVerse Poets
winter’s dormant season dies slow as warmer blast blows past until ice melt meets raindrops in rivulets
streams swell around my rock island where elfin pup and i gladly greet spring beneath big green dock leaf umbrella
magic blue mushrooms push up through the wetness while pink fairy flowers blush from sheer happiness
in world of war, hate, and polarization imagination provides bright inspiration to bring fresh hope, to dream of peace
07 Apr 2022
by lynn__
in music poem
Tags: day , gift , LORD , love , morning , sing
every evening i rest in you grant sleep to those you love every morning i’m still with you awakened by Spirit above
rejoice with the sun, the dawn is breaking come greet the new day the Lord is making
every day is a gift from you give me a song to sing every moment is breath from you give purpose to everything
rejoice with the birds, the day is breaking come see the new day the Lord is making
every blessing comes from you good gifts from God above every morning given by you our generous Father of love
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An “aubade” linked to dVerse Poets …
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