Write a haibun about a special moment in September and post it on your blog.
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The most memorable songs that I learned in grade school were about Autumn. I’ve taught my favorite ones to my granddaughters and just this last weekend, a cool breeze accompanied by the sound of migrating geese made us break into song. “Autumn leaves falling and Autumn birds calling. Nippy cool weather for flying South together. Leaves of warm orange and leaves of golden yellow, cover the hillsides with colors soft and mellow.” I cannot find this 1960s children’s song anywhere on the internet. How delightful that I was able to pass it along!
Beyond September Nature will hearten seedlings Topped by tattered leaves
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.
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.
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 —————————- I Triolet Form
The Shadorma consists of a six-line stanza (or sestet). Each stanza is written as 3-5-3-3-7-5 for a total of 26 syllables with no set rhyme scheme. When writing a Shadorma, I would concentrate on a specific subject. Shadorma need a title.
This is a lovely form to write. There is no set rhyme scheme, but I’ve read some great shadorma poetry featuring end rhymes. Have fun and be creative.
Pinch me, please. This nightmare must end. Clarity Stalks the sane. Brainwashed masses rule our fate Lest we awaken.
“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.”
I'm nobody! who are you? Are you nobody too, then there's a pair of us. Don't tell! they'd advertise you know. How dreary-to be somebody. How public-like a frog. To tell one's name-the livelong June, to an admiring bog. Poem by Emily Dickinson.