Photo from Pinterest – Ducks and Geese in a Row
gathering gaggle
of honking geese, waddling
odd ducks in a row
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge, word prompts: Chance (odd) & Unite (gathering).
Magnetic Poetry Monday
it’s a slow burn
air on fire, steamy
blue sky, as the
universe melts hot,
ice into liquid, bleeding
into an ocean spilling over…
we awaken wet with
fever, frail of breath…
and it is only morning
~kat
Magnetic Poetry Online – Poet Kit
Oh yes, we’re having a heat wave. Can’t believe I’m saying this…but right now, I am praying for rain!!! Never happy am I?! 😉
Manic Mondays – Silence
silence
darkness, softly creeping
left the still remains of
restless dreams ‘neath
the halo of a cold neon
light that split the people
people talking
without listening
no one dared
disturb the fools
you know silence
grows like raindrops
echoed in wells
the neon god flashed
its warning and the
prophets whispered
~kat
Another Manic Monday Challenge, Prompt Word: Silence; Prompt Song: The Sounds of Silence (Performed by Disturbed and written by Paul Simon) and the photo above edited (I grabbed a corner of the entire photo and dropped in my black-out poem based on the lyrics of the song (see below). Thanks to Laura for hosting. Join the challenge yourself by clicking HERE.
The Sound of Silence
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence
Songwriter: Paul Simon
The Sound of Silence lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Terza Rima #1-b – Heat Wave
no squirrels scampering; too hot to toil
in sweltering shaded hollows, creatures keep
nighttime’s a blessing, cool, but sleep is spoiled
~kat
Installment 2 of Heat Wave for this month’s Terza Rima Daily Poem Challenge, one tercet at a time.
Terza Rima #1-a – Heat Wave
no cool breezes today to temper the heat
waves rising from pavement, hot, smelling of oil
with hints of green, wilting, birds fluttering, tweet
~kat
This month we’re doing a Terza Rima stanza a day for our poem a day challenge. A Terza Rima is a three-line stanza using chain rhyme in the pattern a-b-a, b-c-b, c-d-c, d-e-d. There is no limit to the number of lines, but poems or sections of poems written in terza rima end with either a single line or couplet repeating the rhyme of the middle line of the final tercet. The two possible endings for the example above are d-e-d, e or d-e-d, e-e. Some descriptions suggest a syllable count of 11 per line in an iambic meter. I’m going to try that. Thanks to Jane Dougherty for her encouragement to write a short poem a day!
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