Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

the end, the middle, begin again

the end comes like purple haze  

with shards of red

penetrating the deep blue

inside the middle

inky black and sparkling white

swirl above the buried blue

begin again with shards of red

the inky black burns pink

and the deep blue rises again

Photo by Steshka Croes on Pexels.com

Written for dVerse MTB and David’s W3. I’m not sure if I did either justice, but I tried!

Laura, our host, at dVerse says:

Today’s MTB prompt is poetry with a colour motif:

  • take one or more literal colours (not a fancy colour name)
  • repeatthe colour word(s) throughout the poem (e.g. refrain; anaphora, epistrophe)
  • use colour synonyms
  • employ colour with its specific meaning to the poem’s theme
  • let your colour motif(s) also become symbolic

 

Lisa, our POW, at W3 says:

Fall always feels like a season of both endings and beginnings, doesn’t it? For this week, let’s explore those transitions in a Quadrille—a 44-word poem, a form first shared with us by the wonderful d’Verse Poets Pub.

Your poem can lean into endings, beginnings, or the mix of the two.

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

reflections on a creative block

alone with my thoughts 

blank ripples on the white space

the canvas whispers

sweet nothings to nobody 

my solitude unbroken

Claude Monet. The Studio Boat (Le Bateau-atelier), 1876, Oil on canvas.

Today’s challenge from dVerse asks us to do either of the below:

  1. You may write an ekphrastic poem inspired by Claude Monet’s “The Studio Boat.” Your poem does not need to include anything about reflecting or reflections, but it can. AND/OR
  2. You may write a poem on reflection, whatever that means to you—self-reflection, reflection on time’s passing, a reflection in a pool of water, etc.

I’ve been struggling with a bit of writers/creative block so this is my reflection on that unsettling feeling.

Visit the dVerse page for more info on the prompt:

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

I see a budding bloom

I see a budding bloom

wafting in the breeze

Its petals beckon to the bees

like the newly wedded groom

I see a budding bloom

 

Gazing towards the trees

a blossom hopes to please

Like the new bride’s swoon

I see a budding bloom

 

Night comes in like a tease

And the flower feels unease

But under the light of the rising moon

I see a budding bloom  

Image is courtesy of Reenas Xploration Challenge via Japanese Artist Raku Inoue.

I was inspire by this image and dverse poets ballata poetry form challenge. I’m not sure if I like my finished product, but it was a fun challenge! Thanks!

 

 

 

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Elvis Alive!

 

Humpty Dumpty fell

And the crash was heard by all

Still, they said, don’t tell 

False flags and footprints

Just like that infamous bell

Preexisting cracks

A story to sell

Elvis alive in freefall  

Spinning carrousel     

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This is in response to two different challenges. One was to write a nine-line verse with this rhyme scheme: a b a c a d a b a, with c and d unrhymed.  

The second was to address the notion of the Mandela Effect. I’m not sure if this qualifies, as it’s a non-narrative way to riff about some infamous (or ridiculous) notions, including conspiracies about 9/11, school shootings, the moon landings, and Elvis, but here it is.

 Visit both challenges by clicking below.