Category DVerse

Eglentyn – dVerse Quadrille

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I rise, an unwanted memory

fouling your self-serving thoughts

 

I interrupt your daily flow

pricking your smug conscience

 

I stop you in your tracks

like the briar rose snarling

the poorly used path

 

My thorny words remind you –

the mistake was yours to make

 

It’s Quadrille time over on dVerse – a poem of 44 words, no more no less. Such a fun idea! Bjorn, our charming host, as invited us to write thinking about ‘rose’, whether it’s a noun, verb or both. I went for both (at least I used the present tense of ‘rose’, which I think counts 😉

Why not head on over to dVerse and immerse yourself in what the poets have offered up this week? You can always take part yourself too!

Stripped – dVerse Open Link Night

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excise the superfluous

distil to the essence

strip away fat

reveal the bones

expose meaning to the light

and then write

 

Tonight is Open Link Night over at dVerse. No theme, no particular form, just poetry of your own choice. My offering tonight is very short, but that reflects the whole point of the message!

If you hunger for more – more length, more delicacy, more romance, more form, more poetry, head on over to dVerse and enjoy – take part, even!

Yokoburi – dVerse Haibun Monday

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I need windscreen wipers for my glasses and a windproof umbrella. My coat needs sleeves with elasticated cuffs to shield my wrists from the chill deluge. I need shoes that don’t let the water in, that are impervious to the puddles. I need to love the rain. I relax into the squall, lift my eyes to the skies, admire the lowering clouds, see them pregnant and heavy with fat, luscious raindrops, relax my shoulders and smile. My fellow commuters, marching head-down across London Bridge might think me mad if they took a moment to look up from their intense march towards the office, the coffee shop, the cafe, the next bus stop. But if they did take that moment to look around them, perhaps that might mean they were rejoicing in Nature in all her English summer unpredictability too?

Lifting my eyes

to the clouds over sky-line

I become raindrops.

 

This is my first attempt at dVerse Haibun Monday – and how apt! This evening the sky was cloudless as I left London, and it was beautifully warm. This morning – well, it felt like Autumn, with wind, intense rain and to top it all – yep, it was Monday. The haibun does indeed reflect what happened – I realised I was making myself tense and a little bit more than a little bit fed up with fighting the elements, so decided to go with the flow. And believe me, there was a great deal of water swirling in the air and on the pavements!

Thank you to Toni for hosting! I hope my offering is what she is looking for. I’m no expert at haibun, am a little ‘light’ on what a ‘proper’ haibun is like, but I think I’ve gone some way to achieving what has been asked for!

Yokoburi is Japanese for ‘driving rain’. Who knew there were so many words for different types of rain, as Toni kindly shares with us?

Why not join in, or if you don’t feel up to it, at least pop on over and read what others have offered up?