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
Kim is hosting Haibun Monday over at dVerse poets this week and bids us:
“write about an encounter with an insect: it can be a beautiful or a scary experience, one that enlightened or surprised you; it can be about an ordinary or an unusual insect. Aim to write no more than three tight paragraphs about your encounter with an insect, followed by a traditional haiku that includes reference to the season.”
Canyon Walls and Dragonflies
Grey rocks stand in stark juxtaposition to the red sandstone walls of the canyon. The brutal heat of the desert sun retreats as early sunlight casts it’s subtle glow. A pretty little river plays it’s gentle song. Not so long ago, rampaging fury carved this canyon with boulders and floods. But for now, all is at peace.
A tiny dragonfly alights on a slender blade before my eyes, fanning her delicate wings in the cool morning air. And all at once, I see. I see the magic of the canyon. Why it is called Zion, sanctuary, sacred ground. I see the magic of the land and water. I see the insect transform into a delicate winged fairy bidding me come, look deeper, see.
Summer’s child pauses
a slender reed bends beneath
her glorious wings
word count 184
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
