I am not ignoring the prompt, but merely deferring it until another time in the future. It is an intriguing prompt that I wish to devote some time. Later, so I will use this opportunity to share two poems that I wrote in Aug. 2019 for an entry into a local art walk.... our local art gallery, Carnegie Gallery in Dundas, Ontario does an annual Art Walk, during Art Week, in which they team up with the Tower Poetry Society. Poets choose artworks to inspire poems and both are displayed on a walk through Dundas BIA. Beverly | Hidden |
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An Ode to Life’s Small Treasures;
Grandiose Unrealized Pleasures 6:30 am, the arse crack of dawn, a time for the devil’s spawn, or so I had thought... I never knew such beautiful skies! I kid you not! Opulent pearly pink, incandescent sky, sultry shades of sorbet sashay. Bloomy roars, reverberating cheery encouragements. Optimistic rosy glow, vibrantly voicing hope, radiating a golden orb of fiery faith in rocky times, peeking out from the sinister buzzkill clouds; Glorious red and yellow blazing, entwining flames of citrus in sky mirrors, topsy turvy glassy reflections make me tipsy. (Ideas/working out of ideas April 24, 2020, Written and fine-tuned April 25, 2020) I’m ignoring the prompt, which is to look at Flower and botany proper names and meaning... I’ll fish out a past poem to follow the prompt but here is the third, and final poem in The Spencer Creek Trilogy.... In the Key of CreekCardinal calls me to Spencer’s sanctuary:
Cicadas keeping beat. Blue jays strike up the chorus. Wren envelops me with his whistling, whimsical melody. Singing sparrow sings solo. Crickets chime in. Squirrel spots me and stops. We stare, sharing a sliver of time. Uncouth crows call crudely back and forth. Chickadees chortle, chatting to one another, announcing, “Autumn is nigh.” Above, geese fly - V for victory. What’s that? Did I hear a splash? Bustling beaver is building. Cat bird cries dramatically. Cooper hawk eyes his kingdom. Deer Momma and babe bolt. I’m honoured to have been so near. A mink! A mink! I’m tickled pink. She swam across the creek. Each day, new wonders. Spencer’s siren song, enticing me to sweet splendour. I surrender. 2 hay (na) ku sonnets, based on certain song titles downloaded to my iPhone iTunes... Advice from A - L for Troubled Times
This prompt is for a concrete poem, which I have done for my 4th poem, so I present the second poem in The Spencer Creek Trilogy... Forest Music, |
I’ve registered for the napowrimo site and am super excited, in theory. In truth, I get anxious because I am supposed to write poetry and then I share it on my website which requires tech savvy... so I apologize in advance if I get overwhelmed and under-poemed;) Ps. What blog service do you use that is super easy-peas?? |
#Poetember ... For the poets out there, this month we are introducing the brand new poetry challenge, ‘Poetember.’’ We are challenging you to write and share a poem every day throughout September!
Guidelines:
- Write a poem every day in September.
- You can write a poem about any topic you like, but we’ll provide optional prompts if you need them.
- If you choose to share your work on social media, don’t forget to link and tag us in your post (details shown below) We might even feature your work on our blog!
Prompt #1 - Calm Stormy Weather Crow caws the alarm, Flapping ferociously. Gales grab at fancy flyers; End is nigh. Thunder grumbles cuz it knows. A calm and balmy, sultry breeze; Allure of safety - falsely so. A power-hungry forceful fork Explodes its light upon The dead still Of a break in putrid heat. Bird song resumes. First round results: Victory to the light. Dark recedes, for now. Though its presence duly noted By the mammoth rain drops splatting on my screen. |
Prompt #2 - violet Violaceous Amethystine I saw her there in a room: livid lavender in the canister smells all purple and lilac-y a plum petunia, Violet vavoomed a violent viola she, Violaceous Amethystine, a mauve orchid, and I, a hyacinth painted pansy magenta, crouched next to the Spider lighter sitting on the floor, fallen |
- a note on method - I looked up the prompt word in the thesaurus and combine words based on sound; ‘spider lighter’ is a random pleasant sounding object that was part of my physical world at the time; gradually an image appeared in my mind, and a mood...
- Violaceous Amethystine is a viola-playing beauty. The narrator is a mere common man, crouched low on the floor, watching his love perform.
- It is unclear as to whether she even knows he exists...
The One In the WindowIn certain slants of light, she looks like that dude from Metallica (in his younger years). Everything was happening in Hollywood. This ain’t Kansas anymore; it’s real, And my favourite ruby shoes have a broken heel. I don’t like how it feels. And nobody wants to have anything to do with a girl and her guitar. It occurs to me I’m in a dead trade. I can’t find work so I cant get paid. And it seems to me, Everybody does it all for free. And you realize, as you roam, that there’s no place like home. But your home is someone else’s couch. And it’s do, or don’t; Not a question of won’t Truth resonates The universe inspirates. Failing to find love and happiness; Falling fully and flailing completely; It’s all in the rewrites. Through it all, you gotta keep on keeping on. |
And twist mole hills into mountains
That rise into insurmountable peaks
If you seek conspiracy and dastardly deeds,
Then that is all you shall find
please,
don't forget the one you leave behind
You know those days, right?
It's worse when there is actually no drink to be drank;
When things go flying before you can even catch your breath;
You get beat upon by life and also fists;
Your best bud is mad at you;
You got assignments due at school
and two jobs to boot;
You gotta make time for the dentist to do his business.
(I'll have you all know - contrary to popular belief, I do not have a big mouth-
and so it really hurts afterwards, what with the fibro and all!)
My hair is atrocious and requiring attention and care...
You get the picture, I'm sure,
Because I know you feel it, too.
Today is a great day to create a great day.
This site is my attempt at gathering all of my creativity that I have strewn about out 'there'....
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