Lady, or: The snows

An 'Arkquain Swirl' whitetrimmingsbright againstsnowy landscape;sumptuously cladgraceful Lady of the Snows;understated coy smile knowsshe's untouchable;floral fur-trimmedcape and muffoffsetherscarletberibbonedbrimmed fancy hat;watery wintrywastes draw away to allowher between bent laden boughsas she floats through them;blood circulatesclose to thesurfaceofrefinedfine cheekbonesflushed like red dress;heavy horizonswelcome home native daughter;untouched by weight of watersshe absorbs the scene;knowing pools darkunblinkingtake itin Twiglets… Continue reading Lady, or: The snows

Fall athwart, or: Land

A "Waltz Wave" poem fall blanket fall across brush, branches backyards fall athwart those mighty sovereign mountains with down of welkin fall autumn to winter and fall fall perceived land #TankaTuesday This week, for Tanka Tuesday, Colleen encourages us to write syllabic poems inspired by this photo by her friend, and photographer, Terri Webster Schrandt. โ€œWe… Continue reading Fall athwart, or: Land

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

The bridge, or: The voice

A 'Bridges' poem Before me, one way to go; stone spread, long and straight. There, I uncertain linger, hand upon steel gate; An eerie scene. Fir trees dull grey, reflections black, pale bridge ghost white; Feel nary weak breeze waft... chest- straining, tight... 'Tis too serene. Somewhere, time-stopped stillness hints at love and loss; Turn… Continue reading The bridge, or: The voice

Free-floating, or: Fleshliness

A Cleave poem in the form of two Shadormas bodiless unrestrainedfloating up above by sick fleshlinessobserving what had beenwith clear-eyed consciousnessunderstanding life's veiled truths apprehending past misstepsone ought feel ashamed of a careless life How to read a cleave poem? Simply: Read the left hand poem as a first discrete poem. Read the right hand… Continue reading Free-floating, or: Fleshliness

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

W3 Prompt #18: Weaโ€™ve Written Weekly

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 #18: Weaโ€™ve Written Weekly

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