posting poetic prose
04 Oct 2020 5 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: apple trees, fall, honey bees, spring
The vers beaucoup (French) is a poetic form meaning “many rhymes”, with 4-line stanzas. Linking to https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/10/03/saturday-mix-lucky-dip-3-october-2020/
i hear fall call from stone wall
to all apple trees and honey bees,
as you please, give your best for fall fest,
then rest…we will sing, come spring!
17 Oct 2019 4 Comments
in haiku Tags: acorns, engine, fall, mechanics, rodent, squirrels
11 Oct 2019 2 Comments
in magnetic Tags: fall, frost, grass, leaves, seed, vine
The season’s first frost woke me early so playing magnetic poetry online …
17 Aug 2019 22 Comments
in rhyming verse, sestina Tags: creation, fall, man, paradise, redemption, restoration, sacrifice, sin
A man is wed to land as dear as wife
and for his farm he‘ll gladly sacrifice
what is his livelihood becomes his life
such dedication keeps away most vice
invested time gives meaning in the strife
as he creates his own small paradise
reflection of first garden paradise
tilling the land together, man and wife
completely innocent of hate or strife
man gladly gave his rib, small sacrifice
but snake twisted the truth of God’s advice
eating forbidden fruit embittered life
to work in sweat would be man’s lot in life
rebellion led them out of paradise
their eyes opened to every evil vice
still-birth of sin brought pain to Adam’s wife
to cover shame requires blood sacrifice
our fall brought all creation death and strife
seeds of weed, thistle, and thorn now rife
disease and aging process shortens life
to bear children demands self-sacrifice
we cannot find way back to paradise
now shame’s dark secrets divide man and wife
our world is broken by our greed and vice
the Enemy holds captives in sin’s vise
conquers the world with anger, fear, and strife
cools the love between each man and wife
our stubborn pride leads miserable life
the only way to restore paradise
would be a perfect human sacrifice
God’s Son offered himself as sacrifice
divine and human free of any vice
for Christ alone can restore paradise
and put an end to all our sin and strife
if choose to follow him, we find true life
he loves the church as his own precious wife
to work the land ‘mid sacrifice and strife
farmer’s advice says his is still best life
earth’s paradise shared with beloved wife
This sestina surprised me by turning theological…I think it was the repeating/rhyming word choices I made that lent itself to themes of creation/fall/redemption/restoration. A sestina has six stanzas of six lines followed by a 3-line envoi each with a complicated pattern of final words repeated. This challenging form is described in detail by our host Victoria at d’Verse Poets.
26 Nov 2018 2 Comments
in fusion haiku Tags: fall, fencing, geese, goodbye, pampas grass, south
Create a “fusion” haiku from the 2 original haiku for CDHK crossroads…
Waving the pampas grass,
At the Shinjuku station,
I said goodbye.
© Yamaguchi Seison(1892-1988)
The migratory birds
Make the wind blowing down to Asaka
From mountains frequently.
© Kawahigashi Hekigoto(1873-1937)
pampas grass waving
migrating geese all flown south
fall’s windy goodbye
© lynn__
21 May 2018 2 Comments
in haiku Tags: cicada, fall, forest, sing, snow
Chevrefeuille’s Heeding Haiku “fusion” challenge at Mindlovemisery’sMenagerie.
from a treetop
emptiness dropped down
in a cicada shell
~
black forest
whatever you may say
a morning of snow
©️Basho (1644-1694), translated by Reichhold
photo by lynn
cicada solo
serenades empty forest
sing before it snows
©️ lynn__
04 Oct 2017 24 Comments
in haibun Tags: apple, corn, crops, fall, frost, soybeans, winter
Haibun is a Japanese form of prose and poetry (haiku) together. I’m joining Victoria with dVerse Poets writing haibun about “first frost’s voice” (shimo no koe).
We actively anticipate the first frost of fall, working as a team ahead of the weather’s uncertain clock. The last tomatoes, some green ones, must be claimed off the vines and colorful peppers plucked from dying garden. This home-grown produce is chopped with harvested onions into tantalizing picante sauce to be admired in pint jars on shelf before smeared on tortilla chips.
Our prodigious pair of apple trees generously offer basketfuls of blushing fruit to family and friends willing to pick. The dropped or blemished fruit are treats rolled under fence to eager cows. Contentment wafts on spiced fragrance of apple-pie-in-a-jar syrup that simmers in large pot on basement stove. Steam from water bath canner spreads warm humidity indoors.
Fall rain dampens farmers’ spirits, swells soybeans in their pods, and muddies fields. “A killing frost is what we need” for corn stalks to die so matured ears plump with kernels can be harvested. The farmer checks weather forecast every night. At last, it steals in with the dawn, silently smothering the grass and finishing off the last droopy flowers.
icing on orchard
may ruin or ripen crops
winter’s first whisper
photo by lynn
15 Sep 2017 12 Comments
in free verse Tags: apple, fall, monarch, zinnia
crop ripens
leaf colors
thistle crowns
apple falls
milkweed bursts
old barn leans
monarch flies
zinnia blooms
heart finds home
In memory of my Aunt Harriet whose commital was today…
26 Sep 2016 2 Comments
in haiku Tags: fall, leaves, monarch, wings
CDHK’s prompt from Jane Reichhold’s “Dictionary of Haiku”: butterfly
flicker of orange
falling leaves with patterned wings
monarch migration
photo by lynn
31 Aug 2016 9 Comments
in quadrille, rhyming verse Tags: fall, geese, leaves, pumpkin, sleet
Written for dVerse poets quadrille #15 on “leaves” theme.
cicada chorus hums in grass
daylight shuffles a retreat
autumnal dirge crescendos fast
music follows frosty sleet
mournful geese raise the call
barren branches grieve their leaves
flutter down in wistful fall
time’s march sighs reprieve
when voice of pumpkin
sings ripely from garden
25 Sep 2015 15 Comments
in jisei, tanka Tags: death, fall, leaves
photo by lynn
If i die in fall
(due to my own clumsiness)
as dry leaves crackle
cry over cake, then laugh at
my swift entrance into JOY!
Joining Gayle at dVerse today on theme of Japanese death poems (jisei).
a poem in my pocket 
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