Here’s what to do:
*Write a poem (in any form) in response to the challenge: to pick three or more words from the spice list above to use in your poem.
On a paprika and saffron sky
Subdued by vanilla clouds
We bid the zest of day good-bye
On a paprika and saffron sky.
Time to savor a lush lullaby
Dispersed are imposing crowds
On a paprika and saffron sky
Subdued by vanilla clouds.
https://dversepoets.com/2022/09/20/poetics-spicing-it-up/
I first came across Lee’s work on Twitter – @LeeMadgwick – and was struck by his surreal landscapes, and those enigmatic buildings. I immediately wanted to share them with you guys, and see what poetry came out of them, and Lee was kind enough to give me permission to do that. Please stick with these images, as these are the ones we have permission for – but if you want to see more of Lee’s (amazing) work, you can find him at leemadgwick.co.uk.
So it’s very simple tonight – choose an image, and write a poem inspired by it. Please credit Lee, and please link back to this post, and to good old Mr Linky. And don’t forget to read and comment on other people’s poems.
Refuge
Shadows forge a crown of light
Combating joys and sorrows meet
Enchanted doves in easy flight
Shadows forge a crown of light
Sheltered moments free from plight
Exposing anguish to defeat
Shadows forge a crown of light
Combating joys and sorrows meet
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Triolet Form
https://dversepoets.com/2022/09/13/the-strange-houses-of-lee-madgwick/
This evening I would like you to write a Prose piece which includes the line:
“I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.” from the poem, “What I would like to grow in my Garden.”
“Total all-encompassing darkness even though the midday sun burns my face!”
Brian paused as he processed those opposing disorienting sensations.
But as he crossed his legs and sat, he could smell the rich microbial communities in his newly tilled garden soil and felt balance return.
The wartime sacrifice of his sight wasn’t going to rob him of living fully. At that moment, he realized perhaps more fully than he’d ever known.
His father had dug a donut-shape and seated Brian on sod in the center with a trowel and 2 pre-selected seed packages.
Brian wanted sturdy sunflowers so their growth could be witnessed by his flesh as cool shadows, yet his fingertips would not bend them.
His other request was for aroma.
His Dad shed silent tears when Brian proclaimed, “I’d like, too, to plant the sweet alyssum that smells like honey and peace.”
144-words
https://dversepoets.com/2022/09/12/prosery-when-it-comes-to-katherine-riegel/
Here’s how to join in:
Freshly mown hay’s
Sweet aroma wafts
Surrounding a sweaty beast
Interrupted by leather
Stomping the air
Pungently delicious
Saddling a moment
All encompassing,
Nostrils flaring
Recovery secured
Time standing still
Fragrant reminiscence
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Nothing teleports me back to my happy childhood more immediately than the combined aromas of horse, leather, and hay.
Here’s how to take part in the Quadrille Prompt:
• Write a 44 word poem containing the word morning(or variations)
• Post your quadrille on your blog and link back to this post.
• Place the link to your post on the Mister Linky page.
• Don’t forget to check the little box to accept use/privacy policy.
• Please visit other blogs and comment on their posts!
• Have fun!
Rising at dawn,
Breathing in peacefulness,
Your thankful habit
Of poignant pause.
In vital company of
One moment wholly natural.
-Alertness alive-
Everything greeting nothing.
Nebulous doubts of
Reward obscured by honesty,
Fortune occupies the morning.
Where tepid souls awaken
To all things possible.
44-words
https://dversepoets.com/2022/08/22/quadrille-158-morning-has-broken/
Here’s how to join in:
Here’s how to take part in the Prosery Prompt:
– Write a piece of flash fiction or other prose of up to or exactly 144 words, including the given line.
– Post your Prosery piece on your blog and make certain to link back to this post.
– Place the link to your actual post (not your blog or web site) in the Mister Linky site.
– Don’t forget to check the little box to accept use/privacy policy
– Please visit other blogs and comment on their posts!
Remember: You must use that entire given prompt line for your Prosery piece. You may change punctuation and capitalize words, but you are not allowed to insert words between parts of the sentence.
Prompt line:
“For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May”
–From “May Day” by Sara Teasdale
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Bloody Hope
The bloody battle suddenly paused because of an unusual mid-April blizzard.
A tempest of icy crystals obscured visibility to a few feet as the under clothed soldiers huddled in small groups.
Jimmy’s tour-of-duty was due to end in thirteen days but his gut was warning him otherwise.
He felt compelled to scratch a short letter to his mother with numb fingertips and place it in his pocket.
Dear Mother,
We’ve been in a most bitter fight today.
Victory will be ours as soon as a brutal snowstorm lifts and offers my company its due.
Our resolve is solid and my discharge is imminent yet I wanted to let you know my heart is already home.
I am not afraid and I love you.
For how can I be sure I shall see again the world on the first of May?
Your loving son,
James
144-words
https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/09/prosery-sara-teasdale-and-may/
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