I.
Yellow harvest moon:
Its beauty speaks for itself,
Does not need my words.
II.
Large in the dark sky,
Its light shines from faithful sun,
Presence ever near.
For Frank’s Haikai Challenge #2
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Raven
Jill has challenged us to write a poem inspired by “The Raven.” I actually wrote several, and below is my favorite. It is written in a form called a nocturna, a nine-line poem with the rhyme scheme abacbcdbd and a nighttime theme.
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!
My White Shoes
A reflection on my shoes, inspired by DVerse’s Poetics prompt. I actually wrote 3 poems about shoes. Who knew they could lead to so much poetry? There is poetry in just about anything, for those who are open to seeing it.
My white shoes are dirty from use,
From providing protection that my feet need,
From for miles and miles walking
And faithfully taking me places
I need to go. My shoes know
Where I’ve been and will be
My companions when I step into tomorrow.
Daisy
This poem was inspired by the Wikipedia page about daisies. I have been interested in the meaning of flowers for a while and for some reason felt drawn to explore daisies. Note: Their Latin name is Bellis perennis. Shared with DVerse’s OLN #202.
Flower of children and innocence,
Bellis perennis,
May you grow and love
Your yellow center and
Pure-white petals.
May you be rooted deep,
And do not weep,
But know your name:
Your everlasting beauty.
I Am Part Blackbird
This poem was inspired by day 21 Jill’s “28 Days of Unreason” challenge. Thank you for sharing the quotations with all of us; it has been a lot of fun to write in response to them! Today’s quotation is, “Like many poets I’m part blackbird and part red squirrel and my brain chatters, shrieks, and whistles.” ~ Jim Harrison
I am part blackbird,
Singing in the dead of night,
And I am part raven,
Croaking nevermore’s dark blight.
I am part peregrine,
A pilgrim, flying south,
And I am part sparrow,
Sweet chirping fills my mouth.
I am part peacock,
With feathers as my fame,
And I am part phoenix,
Rising in a burst of flame.
An Ocean We Call Sky
Jill has provided even more excellent poetry fodder for this 16th day of the Songs of Unreason series. Today’s quote is:
“We walk the bottom of an ocean we call sky” ~ Jim Harrison
Limitless, this blue expanse,
Filled with fluffy boats
On which imagination sails —
We ride the clouds to
Dreams as we aim high,
In this ocean we call sky.
