Back to Basics – dVerse Form for All

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Rabbie Burns fell upon his sword they say

But I knew he was pitchforking hay

Literally, I took their words

Because he had only wanted herbs.

 

Herbs to make his food more savoury

For he was sick of bread and gravy

But bread it is the staff of life

Saving the stomach from hungry strife

 

He had eschewed his wife’s basic meal

Then worked on the farm, his void purse to heal

He dropped down dead, empty and vague

All for his obsession with parsley and sage.


 

Oh, Form for All, how I enjoy you! Here’s my thought process.

“Dammit, it’s 8pm (here in the UK), I’ve not long got home from work, I’m tired, I just want to put my feet up… Noo! dVerse! Why do I have to work out how t write a new poetry form? Why isn’t it Open Link Night?… Hmm, I could have some fun with this… Oh! I have an idea…!”

Tonight over on dVerse, Gayle has invited us to write a Clerihew. As Gayle explains ‘A Clerihew is a comic verse on biographical topics consisting of two couplets and a specific rhyming scheme of aabb that was invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley (1875-1956) at the age of 16.’

I hope you enjoy my attempt – I have no idea where the story came from (not unusual, to be honest)!

Why not have a go yourself? It’s fun!

** Gayle kindly pointed out I forgot to include the name of a famous person in the first line of my poem… So I have used Rabbie Burns, the Scottish poet who was the son of a farmer. Thank you, Gayle!

Edge – TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge

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Knife glitters under

moonlight, buried in velvet

with no soft heart. Pause…

 

Think, reconsider

do not take that final step.

Turn back from the edge.


 

It’s time for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge, where this week our prompt is ‘edge’. This is also the prompt for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, so I’m also entering there too!

The photo above is of Beachy Head, a beauty spot on the Sussex coast, and also, sadly, a magnet for those who feel that life is too much for them. The cliffs are just too irresistible.  A local charity, the Beachy Head Chaplaincy Team patrol the clifftops in order to give as much help and support to those in distress as they possibly can and save many lives in the process.

By the way, I am not on that precipice, please don’t worry! It was just the first thing that came to mind when seeing the prompt word…

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Transform – A Dash of Sunny

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little deaths every day

eggs shed from the womb, unused

those strands caught in the hairbrush

(but never the grey)

that tomato forgotten in the dark corner of the fridge

the unmoving spider, legs curled tightly around its body,

giving itself one last hug

the rag doll dropped to the ground

reaching out a forlorn arm in silent, unheard protest

little deaths every day

little deaths marking progress

little deaths; the fodder of change


 

It’s time for the weekly poetry prompt from A Dash of Sunny. This week, she invites us to visit Tarot Card Prediction and find out inspiration from the three cards we randomly select. My first card was ‘Death’ – not so awful as you might think, since it’s about transformation and change in general. I decided to focus on this card in particular, hence my poem above.

Please do visit A dash of Sunny, have  a read and perhaps, perhaps, perhaps… join in!