switchreturnto dream group friendsstitch meaning togethernouns dancing puzzles in the darkto light I went back to a dream group today after a hiatus. It felt good. Björn is today’s host for dVerse’ Meeting the Bar/Forms. Björn asks us to write a cinquain. It is a short poem based on syllable count.and is a five-line poem…
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24 SSPC 47 — (2nd week) The Beginning of Autumn (Aug 7-21) Risshu 立秋 — Time Benders
Time Benders In dreams, yesterday’s suns visit. Today’s shadows, drought’s parched earth, where nothing can grow. I weep. American cinquain form top photo taken on July 13, 2021 Colleen Chesebro is the host of TankaTuesday. Colleen wants us to include sunflowers in our syllabic poetry this week.
dVerse — Prosery and OLN 356 — The Bamboo Grove
The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, by Chen Hongshou (1598-1652). Handscroll, ink and color on silk. The Bamboo Grove bright dark midsummer dusk warm nestled doves coo peace red-tailed hawk spreads her wings for home to rest grove with green-walled bamboo calls its thirsty dreamers careful steppers in patterned robes to grace dry leaf…
24 SSPC 17 Early Cold (3rd week) (Jan 5- 20) Shokan and dVerse OLN 354 — cold magic
cold magic winter’sheavy blue gloombreeds ill under dark cloudsuntil startling white blankets fallwith cheer short days,where life craves light,season’s noc comes too soon;orange embers, imagined sun,brings warmth I walkto the mail boxin swirling wind-flowers;dainty dancing crystals grace eyelashes tunnelsarch across road,a winter wonderland!where moisture weaves its cold magicsnow globe pine boughsdroop dreadfullyin clinging heavy snowwith…
Tanka Tuesday Ekphrastic — Dearest Dorr
© Lisa Fox, Felt Mansion Early mornings I look from my bedroom window, the pond’s still surface a mirror that waits. I walk along the edge. My fingers remember being dirty, planting the urns, again. Aster and marigold, bright in the summer sun, when the world was full of colored perfume. In green brocade, I…
dVerse — alliteration (assonance & consonance) — airborne
her wings opened slowly silent creaks needing oil midday sunset flames aglow black-framed confident flaps to fluttering now lifts, carried sideways tilting madly airborne Bjorn is today’s host of dVerse. Bjorn says: Today I would like you to try using different types of assonance and consonance in any poem of your choice. Try to listen…
Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip — Games People Play
Games People Play games played by rules? design? join by choice? unknowing? exulting? losing? suffering? toy parts Sarah is the host of Mindlovemisery Menagerie’s Saturday Mix. Sarah says: [T]his week, I want you to write on a topic of your choice, using the challenge format of your preference. Choose one, or two, or all! It’s…
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