It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! This is our chance to work with a specific syllabic poetry form. Take this opportunity to learn more about the particular form.
Dark skies, so cold I pull my coat about me, glad of its warmth. I hear you, calling to me. Suddenly the empty space around me is full of people, strange people. Scared of crowds I make for you, you call and guide me. My fear of crowds heightens my senses. I reach you and feel your strength and your knowledge. At last I am safe.
so deep are your roots unlike me, shallow, flailing I’m blown back in time drawn back through millions of souls. To you, to love, to the truth.
Time for LindaGHill SoCs “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ode.” Find a one- or two-syllable word that rhymes with “ode,” or use the word “ode.” Have fun!”
It’s Saturday and hubby and I are celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary today.
Ode to an Anniversary.
Who’d of thought back on the day In 1971, so far away We’d travel lifes tides and make it to this day. Our children and our grandchildren too Family , friends yes all of you Could join us here in celebration When we can revow our declaration. Nothing has changed, nothing is new You love me and I love you. 💜
Our fabulous boys have arranged a lovely celebration meal, with family and friends. Thank you boys, thank you family thank you friends , Thank You Hubby. 💜
Linda,our host said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “color/colour.” Use it as a noun, a verb, or pick a color and write about it–use it any way you like. Have fun!”
Colour surrounds us, golden sunlight, silver moonlight, green fields and blue skies and seas. Nature is full of colour. Colour makes our lives we even describe our feelings in colour. When we see a rainbow we see it as magical.
Cinnamon yellow warm Opal white cool and calm Languishing purple of the soul Orange burnished hot Ultimately colours blend Restoring beauty to our lives.
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Below are two videos. The first one is an old advert for a colour TV. If you look through the fact it is an advert and listen to the words and look at the pictures it is beautiful. The song used is Sound And Vision by David Bowie.
July 8, 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that features feathers. It can be a single feather or more. Where did the feather come from? Does it hold meaning to the character or story? Go where the prompt leads!
Feathers.
Tom reached out and caught the feather. He smiled, angel feather he thought.
The angel above him was weeping, their feathers were falling soon so would the angel.
Tom held the feather, “jump” he said looking up, “I will catch you.” The angel knew they could trusted him, Tom had faith enough for both of them.
Another feather fell into his hand, the angel’s tears dried and they smiled. Taking the leap of faith the angel fell into Tom’s arms. Falling the angel became whole. Love shone from Tom’s eyes. The angel naked but safe knew he was home.
It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! This is our chance to work with a specific syllabic poetry form. But let’s do something different this time.
First, choose your favorite syllabic poetry form. Write your poem.
Next, give your poem some different characteristics to make it something different. You can change the syllable count, rhyme scheme (add or get rid of it), anything you want to create a new form. Write this poem.
Give your new syllabic poetry form a name.
I have chosen to do a cinquain. My twist is it rhymes on each line.
The American cinquain is an unrhymed, five-line poetic form defined by the number of syllables in each line—the first line has two syllables, the second has four, the third six, the fourth eight, and the fifth two (2-4-6-8-2). They are typically written using iambs.
You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (AIR and Wisp). and this Décima Challenge of BLACK in the A rhyme line. This means you could write a haiku post using the prompt words. Then do a Décima post using this week’s prompt uniting the two with a common message.
The 2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but CAN BE combined if YOU CHOOSE to do so.
Could this magic be white or black. A willow the wisp touches base As it gently kisses your face. You take the less obvious track. You eyes open to all you lack. Truly there’s magic in the air. As this little sprite shows her flare. Brushing over your face and soul. Un-beknownst she owns you whole. Dreamily you walk upon air.
Happy JUNE! It’s the first of the month and you know what that means! Word Crafters, choose your own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc. It’s up to you! This opportunity only happens once a month!
I really just wanted to tell a tale. So I really am not sure if this poem is even allowed. I told it all the same.
