Blank verse My favorites are the free birds that - well, you know... You know? Whereas I'm all like, 'How do I stick a whatsit into the round binkadink, wrapped in floojipples? Maybe a shibboing would do it?' I'm amazed that some of those splendid creatures don't get much attention, or sometimes are dismissed as… Continue reading Heaven’s droppings, or: First impressions
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they continued their journey together; Sangeetha came up with a fun… Continue reading The Ckackackonance, or: Creativity forms verses
A 'Septolet' Smoke billows over a Russian airfield. America doesn't "enable" or "encourage" strikes on Russia. Septolet? The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break anywhere in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.
Poetry Partners #147 'Dirge to a Dirge', a poem by Rayla of 'Innerdialects' WAR rAW ''..humans can pardon each other." If YHWH is disbelieved then your Portugal fell to the Fault of men (more pointlessnesses👇🏼) •I envy your fire that will not dance with the Storm: you see nothing beyond the grave. Zero bother with… Continue reading Bewildered, or: In twilight
Intro Dear friends, Welcome to our W3 Poetry Prompt, which goes live on Wednesdays at The Skeptic's Kaddish. You may click here for a fuller explanation of W3; but here's the 'tldr' version: Part I The main ingredient of W3 is a weekly poem written by a Poet of the Week (PoW), which participants respond… Continue reading W3 Prompt #32: Wea’ve Written Weekly
A limerick Stubborn, I flout those "cold weather blues". What? Snow boots? Nay, I must refuse! In fact, if you must know, Those footprints in the snow Were made sandaled, for I eschew shoes! d'Verse poetics prompt: Come sing with me! At d'Verse, poets were encouraged to use at least two of the following wintry… Continue reading Snow boots, or: Sandals
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they continued their journey together; Sangeetha came up with a fun… Continue reading The Beyonder, or: Creativity forms verses
A "Bridges" poem An ode to the Golden Gate Bridge "International Orange" its famed vivid hue; Visible through thick fog; bold against vast skies blue; Bay to ocean... In earthquakes and strong winds it vibrates flexibly; This great, sturdy marvel, hanging nimbly... Made for motion. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #163 This "bridges" poem was… Continue reading Orange hue, or: Hanging nimbly