This décima in response to this week’s prompt from Ronovan is also for FOWC: Insatiable and, fittingly, the Halloween challenge.
Get ready for a time of fright:
Spiders, ghouls and other horrors,
Zombies and all sorts of monsters
Insatiable — Halloween night!
One day a year we take delight
In exploring the darkest fears:
Try not to be reduced to tears
But test one’s courage and be scared,
Then eat some spooky treats prepared —
To me, this aspect most endears.
For DVerse Poetics, we are writing about folly, and for Tourmaline’s Halloween challenge, I included the word “trick.” I hope it’s acceptable that my subject matter has nothing to do with anything creepy. I was also inspired by FFFC #89, the picture below. Picture by Renate Vanaga at Unsplash.
Is it a trick of the light?
No, those two are smiling,
Laughing, hands clasped
Relaxing face to face, not
Mindful of the slightest folly.
This seems like a dream:
No unhappiness are they seeing,
Leaving at home their masks,
Relaxing with no trace of
Fear, not even of honesty.
For this installment of Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille, we are writing about colors. I wrote first about the coloring that I like to do, but then I saw the flowers in my family’s garden and found them inspiring. Shared also with the Writers’ Pantry.
lovely new dresses
this season’s latest fashion
demure blooms display —
how can I be sorrowful,
‘midst this exquisite brightness?
This is my offering for Linda’s paint-chip poetry #42, a day late but hopefully worth the wait! This was fun.
The yellow brick road
Leads to Oz,
Really just a big
You will need to use.
But, if you take a taxi,
Down the road less traveled
Maybe, even a drab
Brown paper package
Can have, hiding,
A great gift inside.
Many thanks to Linda G. Hill for the one-liner Wednesday and other prompts each week!
“No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other’s worth.”
— Robert Southey
I have been reading a cute little book containing quotations and short poems about friendship, and this was one of my favorite lines in the whole book. How blessed is anyone who has a friend like that! I have at least one.
This décima is for Ronovan Writes’s challenge. It also is linked with FOWC: Intangible and “What’s the Price?” at Poets and Storytellers United.
Intangible love, inner bliss:
Possibly each life’s major goal,
Enlivening the weary soul,
Precious treasure, it is priceless.
What a tragedy to miss this:
Incomplete sans companionship,
To lift people up when moods dip.
Incomparable is a friend,
Worth more than what many checks send,
Precious — a desert water-sip.
Once again, I am taking part in Linda G. Hill’s coloring club! This month so far, I have colored 3 or 4 pictures, and we are only halfway through the month. Below is my favorite picture from the past 2 weeks.
I was really hungry when I wrote this silly poem for FOWC: Cordial. I have lately been so tempted to buy myself a box of chocolates! *laughter*
A cordial greeting between
The chocolate-shop clerk and me,
As my mind and stomach wonder,
“Which should I choose?” I ponder
Peanut brittle and milk Bordeaux,
Cherry cordials and Scotchmallow,
Too many chocolates to list,
There’s so much that I’ve missed —
Why not buy a whole box,
To really knock off my socks!
As usual, Linda G. Hill has a fun SoCS prompt-word today: Medium. Looking at this poem again, I really want to change a few things, but that is against the rules.
Sometimes compromise is needed,
A “happy medium,”
Other situations call
For standing up tall
For morals which cannot
Some unhappy medium
Sees the future, sees
The unquenchable fire.
At DVerse, we are being blanketed with quadrilles today. 🙂
She is a morning person,
Yet she finds occasions often
To sleep in, wanting to snuggle:
Waking up can be a struggle,
When the blanket is warm, inviting
And her dreams seem to be writing
A better story than reality —
Sometimes she’s too sleepy.
Sometimes there is a fierce rivalry between the desire to not waste the best part of the day, and the desire to just ignore the day.