For Monday Window Challenge – I shot this on a trip to Queenstown, searching for the greatest of all american vices — coffee. And the irony of the windows reflected in the window is NOT lost on me. 😉
A Senryu for Monday Mornings
coffee, coffee, black
coffee, coffee, dark and bold
coffee soothes my soul
Manic Monday – The Bangles
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Merril is our host for Poetics at dVerse poets pub this week. So, for today’s Poetics challenge, I’d like you to write something about echoes. You can write actual echo poetry—where you repeat the end word or syllable or echo sounds.
OR—you can write a poem about some sort of actual echoes.
OR –you write about the myth of Echo.
OR—you can combine any or all of these.
Voices echo dimly
in the hollow of my heart
empty no longer
The Voice – The Moody Blues
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Opps, better late than never right? For the 31 days of October challenge
Magic runs wild and
human hearts beat the old songs
of magic rising
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
A sidewalk in Osaka, Japan near Gion
Shadows cool and dark
give scant shade from autumn’s
late afternoon sun
For the Which Way Challenge brought to us by sonofabeach96
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
For Found Poetry February, a little Haiku via Magnetic Poetry
ferocious embrace
blushing champagne and perfume
warm woman haunted him Continue reading “Ferocious Embrace”
Somehow this did not get posted yesterday, my apologies this travel has got me all parfuggled.
Here’s a bit of found poetry from a seldom thought of source, a recipe. 😉
A Haiku for a cold morning
Strong vanilla spice
steaming hot cinnamon froth
texture, taste, coffee
And the source of the inspiration: Continue reading “Found Poetry February Day 10 – Haiku for a Cold Morning”
Sage bundle burns bright
vines of smoke climb high and fade
feel the magic rise
For ronovanwrites weekly haiku challenge prompt: sage and vine
Pop on over and read the some really great stuff.
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Palm trees sway, lights dim
music of the night begins
songs of love tonight
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
One of my intentions this year is to try more forms of poetry. For your consideration on this frosty January day.
Ice thick on the lake
wild and free in noon’s bright sun
frozen fractals sing
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Wide Eyed Wonderings 