Begun with ease
This weekend sailed
In flow and streams
Of marathon drifts
Plots news to us
A sibling with fringe
In boredom spoke free
Thus spoiled our binge
With a cuss
My punch’s sting
I don’t regret
A little silly fiction that may become reality in many homes in the U.S. come this holiday weekend.
The Sunday Whirl – Wordle 378
Regret, News, Binge, Stream, Ease, Sail, Flow, Drift, Sting, Free, Cheer, Fringe
Use at least ten of the words in a poem or short story.
dVerse ~Poets Pub | Quadrille Monday – Spoiler Alert
Lillian invites us to write a Quadrille –is a poem with exactly 44 words, not counting the title– using the word spoil, or a form thereof, in the poem itself, not the title.
I thought it was
Brick and mortar
Walls and windows
Rooms and furnishings
That is a falsehood
It is your stance beside me
Vertical and horizontal
Your shouts and whispers
Frowns and winks
Your heart and soul
Where you are
There is my home
It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and tonight De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) invites us to give it a wink at a Quadrille (a poem of exactly 44 words, not counting the title) and include one word. This week’s word: wink.
dVerse Poets | Quadrille #68: Winkle, Winkle, Little Poem
This lady takes the early train
Wiping sleep from my eyes
To come back home again
Wash, rinse and reprise
Decades now spent
Chasing the enterprise
Of the adage
Early to bed, early rise
Not mentally healthy
Certainly not wealthy
And questioning the wise
Tonight at dVerse Poets Pub Kim asks us to write a Quadrille (a 44 word poem, not including the title), using the word “Early.”
There should be no sound, so you can hear me
Yet I hear your voice scream out, in the silence of your love
Its timbre pains me, its timbre thrills you
When your yesterdays haunt you, in the restlessness of night
Would you accept me as balm? Let me be tomorrow’s peace
TANKA / SUPER TANKA
The Tanka is an ancient form of Japanese poetry. Tanka are 31-syllable poems that have been the most popular form of poetry in Japan for at least 1300 years. In Japan, the Tanka is usually written as a straight line of characters, but in English and other Western languages, it is usually divided into five lines, with a syllable count of 5-7-5-7-7.
The key to the Super Tanka form is that it is two Tanka written side-by-side. Each can be read independently, but must work together as a whole.
dVerse ~ Poet Pub |
Last year was lost to rumors
Boils, bursting at seams
Last ditch efforts telling sweet nothings
In the middle of the night
Hope, my first step
To the mighty vine of this year’s truths
All I need do is leap
In the silver light
The Sunday Whirl | Wordle 332
Mighty, Ditch, Silver, Tell, Vine, Light, Middle, Lost, Boil, Rumors, Nothings, Seams
Use at least ten in a short story of poem
dVerse Poets | Quadrille # 47 Leap
The rules in Quadrille is simple: write a poem, or short story in 44 words (excluding the title) with the word, LEAP.
You took your life, this summer day
Swept it away
And so we sigh
And so we cry
You took your life, our hearts makes due
But they’re not you
You took your life, left us no choice
Only your voice
Just an echo
We can’t let go
Today at dVerse Frank Hubeny asks us to take a minute and write a poem using the Minute Poem form:
A Minute Poem has exactly 60 syllables which we assume match the 60 seconds in a minute. The form also requires three stanzas of 20 syllables each. Each stanza has four lines. The first line has 8 syllables and the next three lines have 4 syllables each. If that is not enough constraints, the poem is expected to have end rhymes for the three stanzas that go aabb ccdd eeff.
I am still stunned by the suicide of Linkin Park Lead singer Chester Bennington, earlier today.
In a post from April I wrote about my love for Linkin Park and the very first time I heard them:
Chester Bennington, lead vocalist for Linkin Park, was unforgiving as he growled his way into my id, fucking trashed it like a drugged out rocker’s hotel room and by God I wanted more! When the video ended I immediately turned off the television hyperventilating, not knowing what the fuck hit me, but I remember I finally fell asleep and felt so much better upon waking.
A minute poem is about all I can do right now, so perfect.
dVerse Poets Pub – Meeting the Bar:The Minute Poem
Do you not feel me?
Do you not hear me?
I know I can be shallow.
But you know I am not empty.
Within my heartbeat echoes yours.
Yet I know within your heartbeat mine is nothing.
dVerse De (whimsygizmo) asks us to write a Quadrille, a poem of exactly 44 words – not including the title, and to make it echo. “Echo” being the word that must be used in the poem. I went for its absence.
dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Quadrille #32