Terza Rima Day 19 Life

This Month Kat Myrman has suggested a new theme for the daily poem—the Terza Rima, writing one stanza each day.
A terza rima consists of stanzas of three lines (or tercets) usually in iambic pentameter. It follows an interlocking rhyming scheme, or chain rhyme. This is where the middle of each stanza rhymes with the first and last line of the following stanza. There is no set length to this form, as long as it follows

I shall be joining Kat Myrman and Jane Dougherty in this challenge.

Life… A Terza Rima,

Our home, with new babe out of hospital, finally okay

Builders, sea gulls in the wilderness

Alone and unsure so much. I was under stress and not okay.

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Installment 19 of Life for this month’s Terza Rima Daily Poem Challenge, one tercet at a time

Essence Day 19

From a distance I watch

Through a mist, love is botched.

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Day 19 Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

The Darkness Fell

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Today is day 19 of Just Jot it January and out prompt is brought to us by Kerry at Her Headache and the prompt is Darkness. Do visit Kerry’s blog.

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The Darkness Fell

The darkness edged in slowly, unsure quite where to put it’s feet safely without stepping in to something nasty. You know when they say night fell or darkness fell well that is just what the darkness was afraid of. Falling.

So gingerly, noisily darkness advanced from the horizon towards me.

As I watched, all was going well until the darkness stubbed it’s toe on the side of a hill. That was it, all hell let loose the darkness came crushing down cluttering and crashing around.

Shocked now I stood astounded unsure of what to do. Well how often do you get to see the darkness hopping around on one foot, foul mouthed and dribbling? No you are correct it is not a common sight.

The most astounding side effect of the darkness’s fall was the shower, almost waterfall of lights and stars.Beautiful beyond belief all showery and starry. Looking out on what was now night it was strangely beautiful with darkness scrabbling around on the ground trying to get to it’s feet trying ( without success to regain (1) it’s dignity and (2) it’s balance which it had lost.. not just misplaced but totally lost, not under the cushions or on top of the bookcase lost but proper painfully lost .

Behind the darkness came the twilight tired and thin and looking somehow exhausted. Being so much more delicate and having better sight the twilight could not understand how the darkness had fallen the way it had. Then as it had done, many many times before, taking a deep breath the long suffering twilight stooped down to scoop up the darkness.

The moon confused and annoyed was not sure if he was too late or too early… thrown by the lack of dark, the night was annoyed and out of sorts. With all this going on there was not much hope of sleep. So I got up and made myself a coffee and dived into my kindle.

Musicalmarch Day 19. RIP Chuck Berry.

Our Blog Sis Ritu at  But  I smile anyway has come up with another challenge for us this month Musicalmarch.

Ritu  said  : “Nothing too serious or tedious.Just a chance to share some songs! If you fancy posting a song for any reason this March, tag it #musicalmarch

A link to Ritu’s post.

Today is Day 19 of #musicalmarch and as Chuck Berry died yesterday I thought I would honour him .If I am honest he was not my cup of tea, even I am too young for his era. That said I can truly appreciate he was a sea change in music he was a black man in a white man’s world.. bad dark days. He was brilliant he was amazing. He died at the age of 90yrs.

God bless and sleep well Chuck Berry.

NaPoWriMo Day 19 Used Car.

NoPoWriMo : DAY19 TODAY’S PROMPT IS TO write a poem in the form of a personal ad!

USED CAR ADS. ( personal to cars)

Older car for sale in need of TLC

Body work interesting , advice free

Great buy for young lad with time to spare

Had one careful owner , was looked after with great care.

Okay lets cut the crap

The steering wheel is bent and I have lost my fuel cap.

The bodywork is iffy and  full of dents

The lights are broken and mice live in the heating vents.

My chrome is all rusted

If you want a long drive I just can’t be trusted.

You might just be able to get me back from the brink

But if I was a ship I reckon I’d sink.

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