Tonight, I really wanted to write another ghazal; I had some vague ideas in my head and HAD to work on one of them. However, I had no idea the theme of the ghazal that I wanted to write, so I wrote this. Absolute. Masterpiece. Hope you enjoy. 🙂 Update: linked with Friday Writings.
Several months ago, I wrote a series of sonnets inspired by one of the pictures I had colored. I just finished another picture featuring a dove, and of course, I thought about the Holy Spirit. Then I thought, “Why not write another sonnet?” 😆 It has actually been a few months.
P.S. Many thanks to Brian Vos, whose prompt I linked to above, because after I shared this poem last week, he told me it would be interesting to see more of my older stuff. So, he’s the one who caused me to open Pandora’s Box. 🙂
It’s that time of week again: Paint-Chip Poetry at the last minute! This week, Linda is challenging us to write a Sestina, a word that strikes fear into poets everywhere 😳 (or maybe just me). I have finished only 2 sestinas in my entire life, and I actually liked one of them! I meant to start this poem earlier, but all I did was look at the paint chips:
For Fandango’s “Flashback Friday,” I found a few different poems on my blog written on September 24th of past years. There are actually 3 of them that I liked (out of 5, I think). The one I’m reposting is this one because I appreciated being reminded of the “Nocturna” form. I recommend that you browse the archives of my blog and read the others, but I won’t lecture you about it. 🙂
What am I doing up at midnight?
What is this haunting raven for?
I wish she’d raged against the dying of her light —
My maiden beautiful and fair,
My maiden lost too soon, Lenore,
Whose memory is ever there
In the bleakness of December snows,
Amidst my tomes of forgotten lore,
“Nevermore,” the raven croaks — he knows! he knows!
I wrote this etheree today, inspired by the psalms and gospel. It also reminded me of the poem The Dove of Peace, which I wrote a while ago. I wrote a series of 3 poems based on one picture, but I’ll only link to the first one. 🙂
I could have
Wings like a dove,
Like the dove of peace,
Like the dove alighting
On Jesus — and those white wings
Shall open wide and welcoming,
Finding rest in the depths of my heart,
Where even there will be found living peace.
This is a décima for this week’s challenge from Ronovan Writes. We are supposed to use the word “oops” in one of the C rhyme lines. Since a new challenge will be posted tomorrow, it would definitely be an “oops” not to write and post one today. 🙂 I did almost forget about it. Also for FOWC: Poor and MVB: Fondness.
Despite fondness to post and write,
Feeling like writing is my core,
Of much time to write I feel poor
Sometimes, all spent, out of sight.
To use time well is oft a fight,
More often than not, I say “Oops!”
But quickly hawk-like my mind swoops
Upon right words, poem is my prey,
As I at last redeem today —
Before the clock flies through more loops.