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POETRY CHALLENGE - Feb. 14
Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2006 9:30 pm
Where are all our poets? Hoping for a better turnout this week with the following challenges...
1. We haven't tried "four-in-threes" for a while. They're fast, easy and fun. Write rhyming poems of four words in each line, in three lines.
2. What is the first thing you are aware of that says "Spring" to you? A poem, any style or length, please.
3. And the ever-popular list of words from which to create a verse:
tangled, bowl, amber, distance/distant, crescent, begin, stone, angel
Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 9:09 pm
Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 3:21 am
Snow from flying skis
Billows 'round heads, knees,
Hiding the mountain's eccentricities.
Graceful jumps and spins,
Little girl watching grins,
Someday, maybe, she'll win.
Dude, riding the board,
Over half-pipes soared
And jubilant crowds roared!
Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 3:29 am
SPRING ENTERS, CAUTIOUSLY
Tiny, green tips
peek above ground,
and hungry deer.
The day lingers
washes of color
ice crystals in the air.
The raucous call of
The jay has been replaced
By the sweet spring sounds
Of Robin Redbreast.
Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 3:35 am
END OF DAY, NIGHT BEGINS
The fading, tangled rays rest
in the sky's pinking bowl,
amber glowing in the distance.
The shy moon reveals
but a crescent,
reluctant to rise,
like an angel
anchored to the earth
with a stone.
Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 12:22 pm
Great ones, as always, mae! I especially like the word list poem. Good job!
Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 12:25 pm
Thank you, Mlou. mae
Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 11:17 am
Yesterday's PIM words seemed in keeping with our theme this week. So I'll put it here, with its word limitations...(some were 2-word phrases counting as one.)
Spring sleeps deeply
in roots and white-tipped
Soon now, sap will rise
in the day of
Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 1:33 pm
My friend, we need somebody else in here besides just us - not that we're not scintillating company! Still...
Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 2:16 pm
Too true! Most of our regular poets are goofing off somewhere.
C'mon, guys, we need input!
Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 12:46 pm
The spring has sprung
The grass has riz
I wonder where the birdies is?
The snow has melt
The trees have sprout
Why the hell
ain't it warmer out?
Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 3:42 pm
Hey, Dion...Poetry Lite for a change?
Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 9:03 pm
Finally on the sea,
We are now free…
Just you and me.
2. A Spring Poem
Crocus blooms, your silent arrival
Is my winter wake up call.
A wink of color on a bed of white.
The first new life since Fall.
3. Working on the word list poem... hope to have it for you tomorrow.
Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 10:06 am
Nice ones, wtrbby. I look for the crocus too but even before that, there are tiny white and green snowdrops blooming. Hurry up, spring!
Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 8:40 pm
3. Word list poem
The tangled nest of the red-breasted robin
Glows warmly in the early morning light.
A bowl of amber viewed from my window
Back-lit from a distant golden sun so bright.
Chicks peek out from crescent-shaped gaps in their bedding
Eagerly waiting their chance to begin their first flight.
Not realizing how likely they will fall like a stone
Without help from an aviary angel assisting from a heavenly height.
(This one was very difficult to put together! Have never done this before. Hell, I rarely written poetry at all, for that matter! LOL... thanks for the exercise in something new to spread my wings with.)
Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 9:09 pm
Difficult maybe, but you stretched yourself to accomplish it. And that's a real plus! If you want further challenge, click on All Forums and scroll down to Poetry Tuesday. All the past challenges are there, ready and willing to be taken up again.
Incidentally, it isn't required that you use the word list in order. Any order will do. You not only put them in order, you rhymed as well. A difficult feat indeed. Way to go!
Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 9:21 pm
Like a shining angel rising,
an amber crescent of moon
begins its ascent
through the distant bowl
of evening sky
and my tangled thoughts
spread outward like ripples
from a stone dropped
in a tranquil pool.