Clutter and Chaos
Broken Shells Left in a Wreck
Monday Morning Mess
Just a little happy Monday food memory. Thanks to the following for the prompts of WRECK and MESS. Join us!
Monday Morning
Tag: #micropoetry
the return of the exiled wannabe king
rough like bark and brush
babbling water turns putrid
as the snake returns
with false speech and slight of hand
his rap still charms the sparrows
(Image credit: Matt Wuerker | Copyright 2021 Andrews McMeel Syndication)
This Sunday, Benda gives us the following words in her Sunday Whirl:
hands brush water sparrows snake babbling slot rap piped bark exiled speech
Doesn’t really help to vent but I had to go where the words take me!
SenHai-Autumn’s Broken Memories
autumn laps the shore
sweet and unpredictable
lavender and smoke
the mind meanders
in a purple haze again
broken memories
Thanks to Susi for the great inspiration. Visit her site for more info and great writing.
seven minutes
seven minutes gone
time moving like molasses
bittersweet and slow
and the scent carries me back
to bygone weekend mornings
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:
- 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
- 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:
Tina Stewart Brakebill 