Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

fading memories

as our memories fade away 

misty behind a shadowed veil           

the jagged edges dulled with fray     

as our memories fade away                             

 

ego and shame stop holding sway                                                                 

the once vibrant shades turn to pale                                   

as our memories fade away                 

misty behind a shadowed veil                       

Image credit; Mohsen Karimi @ Unsplash

Inspired by WDYS’s photo prompt and my own fading memories 😉 

I played around with a couple of different styles, but I felt it worked best with the Triolet, which is an 8-line poem where lines repeat in rhythm:

Lines 1, 4, and 7 are the same, and lines 2 and 8 are also repeated.

The rhyme scheme looks like this: ABaAabAB (uppercase = repeated lines).

If you’d like to make it a little trickier, try writing each line with 8 syllables (iambic tetrameter, the classic French style) — or challenge yourself with 10 syllables per line (the English version). I chose the 8-syllable version today.

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

The Grands First Date

Grandpa, do you remember meeting gramma?  

Of course. It was a blind date. Meaning I’d never met her. Not even a photograph. Then Betty opened the door. She was a vision. So beautiful. My heart was immediately full of love.

It was your heart that was suddenly full, was it? [wink]

Betty! Don’t be nasty.

That explains the “empty” gas tank at Lover’s Lake.

Betty! [wink]

[66 Words]

Photo by gya den on Pexels.com

 

Inspired by word prompts of VISION, FULL, and EMPTY, this little story basically wrote itself! 

 

 

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

the fisherman’s flowers

Those are lovely. But strange. All alone. Wonder where they came from.

 It’s so he can find her.

 Who?

 The fisherman.

 Fisherman? What are you going on about?

 Everybody knows the story. He went out the day before his wedding. Never came back. I guess she cracked cause later she walked into the sea. Left her wedding bouquet on the shore, so he’d know where to find her. Just in case he ever came back. Ever since, her flowers show up every year.

 Oh no. That’s so sad!

 Hah! Got ya. You’re such a sappy sucker. They grow all over.

 (100 words)

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

Thanks to Rochelle and Friday Fictioneers for my Fisherman’s FF inspiration. 

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

hope in the face of despair (Sunday Whirl)

vibrating, I walk

my heart tinged by tragedy

greed cracks earth’s spirit

but your presence calms despair

strings of resistance lift all 

Photo by Anna Tarazevich on Pexels.com

 

It’s Sunday Whirl time! Let’s keep HOPE alive! 

 

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

a raucous melody

once upon a time I slept

each night in peace and quiet

but then the screams ran riot

the peace no longer kept

 

and now the voice inside my head

sings a raucous melody

its song is endless thankfully   

as silence fills my heart with dread

Photo by Chris F on Pexels.com

 

I don’t think I actually followed the w3 prompt correctly ( as this enclosed rhyming) but it inspired me so I’m giving them props!