setting out
explore the unknown
find her heart
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week we were to write a poem on a theme. the theme was “expedition”. I chose a senryu.
For those who don’t know, a senryu shares the form of a haiku, but is about human foibles, love, awkward moments, etc. There should be some humor, sarcasm and/or irony present. This is all condensed from Collen’s “cheat sheet” :)
(I’ll admit, I drew a complete blank this week….)
vision
colorful starfish, golden pearls
carefully placed random
sand and seashells
display
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This was written for Colleens weekly poetry challenge. This week was to be an Ekphrastic based on the photo provided by Annette Rochelle Aben. I chose to write cinquo.
wild cacophony
a living emerald tower
combing the blue sky
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leaf fresh breeze
order in chaos
the world’s lungs
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These were written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. Today we were to use the words Green and Morass, but could only use synonyms. I wrote two haikus, one the “old fashioned” 5-7-5 form, the other in 3-5-3 form.
The photo is my backyard in New Hampshire.
lazy river flows
the sights a million times seen
ever new water
I turn the bend once again
watchful for something different
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week was to write poem on a theme, Discovery. I chose to write a tanka.
lines drawn star to star
plastered up there in the sky
a map where birds fly
ancient navigator’s hand
leads my paper crane heart home
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week’s challenge was an ekphrastic using the picture at the top of the page. I chose to write a tanka.
talon to talon
dance with feather and the wind
who will own the sky
where winged angels are not safe
hawks compete for patch of blue
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This is the first Tuesday of the month, so it was a poet’s choice week. I chose to write a tanka based on this photo I took two years ago.
What may lie
Beyond horizons
Come with me
Let’s find out
Open minds to the wide world
Expand our spirits
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. Today we were asked to write poem on a theme or idea. this week’s idea was “Travel/Journeys”. I wanted to try something different, so I tried my hand at a shadorma.
The bones of ancient mountains watch us
Hundreds of millions of years old
Reminders of Pangea
When the young Earth was one
Sentinels of time
High granite walls
Always there
Placid
Still
Hear?
Thunder!
Clear white streak
Crashing water
Liquid knife cuts through
Never ceasing turmoil
Sounds of rush and glory
In an ever-changing rhythm
Life blood of a breathing planet
The ancient land is always made new
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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week it was a photo prompt and, since I was chosen as poet of the week for the last photo challenge, Colleen used one of my photos. I wrote a double nonet for that hourglass shape. yeah, I like that form ;)
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The photo is of Middle Purgatory Falls, Mont Vernon, New Hampshire. there are three beautiful falls on the Purgatory Brook as well as countless rapids and small waterfalls flowing into the brook.
The Appalachian Mountains were formed hundreds of millions of years ago when all of the plates bumped into each other creating a super continent, Pangea. This later broke apart, yet you can still see the shapes mirrored across oceans, and find rocks on one continent that seem to belong to another.
The flow of time brings us together
In a microscopic moment
That lasts for eternity
Souls conjoined for a step
Explore for a season
Search for answers
Look with me
Spirit
Seek
Us
Meaning
Push forward
For a moment
On the long journey
We have only one quest
Forever breaking new trails
By the river of existence
Forever searching for its meaning
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly Poetry Challenge. This week the challenge was to use the two words Life and Move, but using only synonyms of those words. I decided to do a double-nonet so I could get that hourglass shape…
I am looking for inspiration
I try a few words at random
I look back at some old works
I scan my images
But I have nothing
Where is the muse?
I’m left dry
Empty
Blank
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. Today was poet’s choice. I had nothing, so… I wrote a nonet. ;)
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Photo is me with my “Covid-long hair” – I’m going for that early 1970s Prog Rock star look ;)
