Category Poem

Wings of Feathers and Wax -dVerse Poetics

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A solitary remnant

laid to waste, glued to the ground.

Once,

once upon a time

this delicate  creation

this deceptively ethereal whisper

assisted the majestic eagle,

it soared atop mountains

and touched the sky

singed by the sun.

Oh Icarus!

You peaked too son.

Tonight it’s time for dVerse Poetics, where Victoria invites us to write on the subject of feathers, in whichever way takes our fancy. This made me think (for a few minutes)! I was gong to write about the feather’s structure, but (as is often the case) changed my mind very early on. I tend not to fight the muse on these occasions, and go with her flow. I hope you like it!

Please do head on over to dVerse, enjoy the variety… or take part!

Bud – TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge

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Nature’s secrets cupped

within, germs of ideas

wait to be released

 

More slowly than the

eye can detect, petals peel

back, glory revealed.

 

It’s time for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge – hurrah! This week, TJ invites us to write, inspired by the word ‘bud’. Of course, nature is the obvious prompt, so I thought I’d tread the obvious path – I hope you enjoy!

Please do head on over to TJ’s blog to read more and maybe take part, if you feel moved to so.

TJ is off on his travels soon, so happy and safe journeying to him.

To arms – dVerse Quadrille Monday

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“Push the door, just a little

and stride into the unknown beyond,”

my brave heart urges, insistent, strong.

I shake my head, in time with my quivering hands,

fight-flight pushing and pulling me

every-which-way.

I think I want to cower.

But I go.

Forward.

 

It’s time for the dVerse Quadrille Monday, where this week Victoria invites us to wrote on the theme of ‘open’ in any manner we choose, as long as we use the quadrille form.

The picture above is the coat of arms for Birmingham (UK), the city of my birth. The lady on the left is holding a book and an artist’s palette, representing art, and the man on the left is a blacksmith, representing industry. It gives me a feeling of strength and determination, very much how the people of Birmingham were, and how I see them (us) still.

I’ve been taking a little breather from writing to regroup, and it’s good to ease myself back in with a quadrille, a form I really enjoy writing in.

Please do head on over to dVerse to read… and take part – why not?