April sends her showers
Soft soil gives way to bring
Red Tulips in Spring
Haiku
NaPoWriMo Day 8–Off Prompt
Tag: NaPoWriMo
Gifts of Joy
Declaring today my Deserving Day
I am gifting myself abundant joys
Giving those worries and woes away
Declaring today my Deserving Day
Claiming bliss and joy mine to display
As negativity my heart deploys
Declaring today my Deserving Day
I am gifting myself abundant joys
Triolet
What do you deserve? Name it. All of it. What are you ready to let go of? Name that too. Then name the most gentle gift for yourself. Name the brightest song your body’s ever held. Summon joy like you would a child; call it home. It wanders, yes. But it’s still yours. —Rachel McKibbens
#NaPoWriMo 2019-Day 7-Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of gifts and joy. What would you give yourself, if you could have anything? What would you give someone else?
If
If I didn’t know You
As I truly do
I could tell a lie
And not blink an eye
Worship an idol
With any title
Use your name in vain
Or kill like Cain
Even cheat and steal
Without any ideal
Chosing not to laud
Parents and You, God
If I didn’t know You
As I truly do
I would break all Ten
As do some men
Mankind unaware
Living without care
Never to repent
On a knee that’s bent
Who’ve never heard
The Covenant word
If them I don’t tell
I’m guilty as well
Syllabic Verse/Rhyme
(Based on the Ten Commandments Of God)
Past and Present
My Dad 1967 standing near what was left of his childhood home in Sisseton, South Dakota
My people are all gone away
Leaving me with memories
That live on and stay
Siblings can no longer play
Under the South Dakota trees
They are all gone away
I alone stand today
With active sensories
That live on and stay
Under the heavy clouds of gray
I see them in reveries
They are all gone away
My pen searches to convey
Words filled with remedies
That live on and stay
Reaching to grasp each past day
I stand yet float feathery
They are all gone away
That live on and stay
Villanelle
(“They are all gone away” line taken from:”The House on the Hill” by Edwin Arlington Robinson—a Villanelle Poem)
(“They are all gone away” and “That live on and stay” are two phrases that oppose each other)
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 5-Prompt: today we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates at least one of the following: (1) the villanelle form, (2) lines taken from an outside text, and/or (3) phrases that oppose each other in some way. If you can use two elements, great – and if you can do all three,
An Idea
I came
Like a soft breeze,
Silent, barely felt
By the mighty world around me.
A seed
Blown in by the wind to settle,
Unnoticed, until it
Grew up and brought life
To this place.
Butterfly Cinquain
#NaPoWriMo2019 Day 3–Prompt write a poem involving time. This maybe a bit off Prompt but i thought it seemed to fit.
Self-Searching
My inner self asks me
“Do you know the meaning of life?”
“Do you know the why of it?”
I ponder each step I take
“Where am I going?”
“Is my life a symphony?”
“If so, who conducts?”
Then suddenly The Word speaks
And I know, do you know also?
Choka
Forward Thinking
Mind is meant to move
Stagancy must be removed
River keeps moving
Haiku
Haiku Horizons Weekly Challenge Week 218 Prompt: Move
Inspired by:
A Word To The Wise!
Warning!
“Do Not Approach,
Or Attempt To Talk To
Me Before Morning Coffee”
Cinquain
Today, we challenge you to write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself
Bird Ballet
Dove seranades
Jay Dances to his own tune
Morning bird watching
Haiku Horizons Weekly Challenge Week #217 Prompt: Tune
(Off Prompt)
Sweet Sound
“All healed”
Is what I heard.
Doctor’s smile and good words
Are a gift many don’t receive.
Blessing!
Cinquain
“when you hear it, you write it down.” Today, we challenge you to honor this idea with a poem based in sound. The poem, for example, could incorporate overheard language. Perhaps it could incorporate a song lyric in some way, or language from something often heard spoken aloud (a prayer, a pledge, the Girl Scout motto). Or you could use a regional or local phrase from your hometown that you don’t hear elsewhere
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 