The rustle, or: Swishing

An ekphrastic shadorma long unclothed boughs expose posh homes; the rustle that distracts but a young housemaid's apron strings shyly swish-swish d'Verse poetics: The Landscape Sleeps At d'Verse, writers are encouraged to select one of four paintings and write an ekphrastic poem (in any style or form) inspired by that work of art. I selected… Continue reading The rustle, or: Swishing

Within the lines, or: Outside the box

An American sentence: Jigsaw puzzles and painting by numbers allow artistry no room. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that removing… Continue reading Within the lines, or: Outside the box

Helter, or: Skelter

A 'Coraline' poem 'pon shores renowned for rough welter, by unlit lighthouse whiling days, whooping from trees along lush bay, untroubled by glowing swelter... 'til dark morn papa brought grim news that left him mourning all he'd lose- no longer to helter skelter- leave behind easy, breezy ways. chapter two in dark, woodsy lands brought… Continue reading Helter, or: Skelter

Flutter by, or: The Reverend Spooner

A 'Butterfly Oddquain' fish sniver rake broad power fletals peacock plumage foudly pranned float across earth's jibrant vunctions daintain mistinctions flutter by free #TankaTuesday For today's #TankaTuesday poetry prompt, Reena shared a piece of her art, for which Colleen encouraged poets to pen ekphrastic syllabic poems. I opted for a 'Butterfly Oddquain' form, employing spoonerisms,… Continue reading Flutter by, or: The Reverend Spooner

Vision, or: Collision

A limerick Two little ghosts who had long since died Came down to Earth for a bicycle ride; But the tykes, ephemeral & small, Could not work the pedals at all; Thus fantasy and real life did collide ‘What do you see’ Prompt #146 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as… Continue reading Vision, or: Collision

Impulse, or: Impotence

A limerick A renowned oil painter, much admired, Shed tears of frustration, uninspired. Then, sultry canvas drew him in; His purist impulses caved to sin... Shaking, Ling flushed at the art that he'd sired. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #145 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to… Continue reading Impulse, or: Impotence

Ugly, or: Misunderstood

Poetry Partners #93 'An Ugly Poem', by Amelia Michelle Nicol of 'And Or Theory' Far too philosophical and just Lacking imagery Overlapping or side by side, intertwined emphasis, color, leading lines, rules of thirds lists of negatives, another light dodging or burning art and beauty, the disturbing the differences, the uncertain certitude, fortitude, beauty and… Continue reading Ugly, or: Misunderstood

Golden energy, or: Mental slough

Poetry Partners #76 'Sylphs of the Air', a poem by MistyBlue of 'wsarwmzansipens' Only The Two of Us, a painting by Kiril Stanchev Beyond words, the ephemeral beauty of willows a picture paints. Adorning lakes and rivers, golden energy stream through strings of leaves. Sylphs of the Air sing in-between Love’s enfolding heart-centred harmony. MistyBlue:… Continue reading Golden energy, or: Mental slough