Another poem for the Immersion prompt, this time a Rondeau in response to the photo challenge #374 from MLMM. The photo is below and is by Marta Bevacqua.
Water
Ghazal: Life and Freedom
I’m a bit obsessed with ghazals right now, so here is another one, which I worked on yesterday and today, and which was partially written for FOWC: Repose and this prompt about immersion.
You know better than I what’s died in me.
My God who’s living still, abide in me.
One dream not dead has been this poetry,
Ideas are a spring ne’er dried in me.
A verse which starts despairingly finds hope:
See, these two sides have always vied in me.
In words’ expression there is some repose,
Despite immersion in emotions –strong tide in me.
A life not merely written nor read, but lived:
Sparrow-song calls, may freedom be satisfied in me.
A Bundle of Prompts
For FOWC: Terrible (but hopefully not a terrible poem) and I also included yesterday’s FOWC: Bundle. I also was inspired by the Saturday Mix: Double Take this week, even though I didn’t respond exactly to the prompt. Shared with this week’s Writers’ Pantry.
Up and Down
This is mainly for Linda G. Hill’s SoCS: Up/Down. I wrote a backwards cherita (stanzas of 3, 2, and 1 line rather than 1, 2, and 3). It also fits with Writing Wednesday: Insanity. I have been feeling less insane lately, but it still applies. 🙂
Washed (Again) In Honesty
The shadorma below was written and posted 2 years ago. I am sharing it again for Fandango’s Flashback Friday. Here is the original post.
Quiet tears
Obscure my vision,
But I know
You are there —
These tears are the salty veil
Through which you see me.
Jewels
This poem is a response to this prompt about wildlife. There’s plenty I could have written about, even in the city where I live, because plenty of birds, butterflies, lizards, and other animals live in the garden in my backyard. Today I was particularly inspired by being in a park with a lake earlier. The water sparkled, and so did some of the insects. Also linked to DVerse OLN.
Jewels on the lake:
Helicopter-dragonfly
Hovers in the sun
Smudges
For Dverse’s Quadrille Monday, the word of the week is “smudge.” I might not have ever written a quadrille so promptly! This was kind of a stream-of-consciousness, but I think that works with the theme of my poem.
Thirst-Quenching
I have a whole bunch of partly-written poems today. Here’s my haiku for Frank J. Tassone’s challenge about clear water.
in the midday heat
welcome life-restoring sips:
at last comes relief
How It Was, Before the Rain
This poem was written for Linda Kruschke’s paint-chip poetry prompt this week. We can write in any form yet are supposed to use at least 10 of the 15 given words. Also for Writing Wednesday: Dehydrated.
I saw sunshine in your eyes,
A heavenly zest for life,
You were summertime,
Like watermelon eaten poolside,
Quenching the thirst of
My dehydrated mind.
I thought you saw
Clear skies, then
Out of the blue, what must
Have been a total eclipse,
Sudden, of your beautiful life.
Grief
This free-verse poem is for FOWC: Conspicuous and is linked with this week’s Writers’ Pantry at PSU.
Sky’s tears trickle down
A dirty window, leaving streaks
On the face of a family
Home, filled with so many
Memories —
The conspicuous absence
Of someone so dear
