Egg

Today’s theme for Haiku Heights is egg.  What a perfect spring topic!  Also a chance to show off more of my recent finds in the Back Forty.

safe within the nest

mother bird protects from harm

dainty little eggs

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The Other Side of Spring

I haven’t spent much time writing poetry lately.  I’m deeply entrenched in revising my new novel.  I’m making progress, but I tell you, the editing might some day drive me crazy.

The Wednesday Out of Standard challenge is to take a look at spring’s dark side.  I’ve also written this in 55 Words for G-Man.

A nest is built

soft feathers line

high in the tree

safe from predators

eggs laid and turned

tended with care

kept warm beneath

mother’s body

helpless naked babies

fight free from shell

into precarious life

tiny fledglings grow

raging storm attacks

flinging fledglings

unprotected into

darkness of night

to drown alone

on sodden ground

The Scent of Magnolia

With each step along the stone path, the

heady fragrance of magnolia filled the air

beckoning her on to the magical fairy

garden.  The scent was intoxicating, a

mixture of nature and romance and passion.

She left a trail of unnecessary clothing

strewn along the path.  You can only dance

with the fairies when skyclad.

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It’s time for G-Man’s Friday Flash 55, a story in exactly 55 words.

Prelude

Today it’s all about what comes before the main event!  Kerry’s Wednesday Challenge at Real Toads is to write a prelude, what comes before the main story.  I’m also sharing at d’Verse Poets open link.

lost in dreamy thoughts

digging through drawers

for black satin and lace

lights dimmed, shades drawn

flickering candle flames

floating rose petal fragrance

soft strains of music

electric anticipation

courses through my being

waiting on his arrival

Treyton

 

Today, I’ve written a tribute for my Friday Flash 55.  I attended the funeral of a boy this morning as huge wet snowflakes fell on May 2nd. Treyton was born with a rare brain abnormality known as lissencephaly (smooth brain).  Despite the likelihood of only living days, he managed to bless his family with love for four years.

lesson taught; no need to stay

raindrops, cold as death,

slide down stained glass window

mimicking parents’ tears

final farewell of a funeral

sweet babe sleeps eternal

angelic hush falls over church

ancient soul’s loving journey

return to heaven leaves a void

a scrap of each heart he carries,

exchanged for piece of divine love

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Beltane Blessings

Over at Real Toads, Mama Zen has assigned the task of writing an unprompted poem with no more than 45 words.  Since it is May 1st, it seems appropriate to celebrate Beltane, the mid-point between spring and summer.  I’m also sharing for the open link at d’Verse Poets.

bathed in sunlight

verdant grass growing

birds and bugs abound;

potent with virile life

the horned Green Man

paints vibrant spring,

spreading his seed

upon Mother Nature’s

open canvas womb

Cliff’s Notes

I’ve reached that milestone poem for NaPoWriMo!  This is my 30th poem for the month!  Izy has presented the Out of Standard challenge today at Real Toads. We are to pick a favorite book, movie, tv show, etc. and capture its essence in a poem not to exceed ten lines.  I did it with a line left over!

sexual sadist

serial killer

predator and prey

intellectual

cat and mouse

games

understanding

the unfathomable

an explanation why

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I might just watch a bit too much Criminal Minds.

Anagram Farewell

Talk about challenging!  At NaPoWriMo this morning, we were directed to write a poem by putting our name in an anagram generator.   That generated quite the interesting list of words.  I also decided to combine this with the challenge at Real Toads where we were to write a hello and/or good-bye poem.  I’ve italicized the words that came from the anagrams.

ripe pear from tree

sweet spirea scent

rest near ancient spire

entrap sprite and siren

with sepia praise

repeat Pan’s rite of sin

nip and tease at

nape of naked neck

enter garden’s gate

pant and rut till spent

musky rape seed in air

rest on bed of sweet pea

then spin star anise

to  part eastern sky

tern preens and prates

her passionate rant

from aspen grove

sea tears near spent

as lovers must part 

Uproot

The word/theme for today at Haiku A2Z Heights is uproot.

goddess protect me

cast into a scary world

uprooted from home

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A Shakespeare Inspired Triolet

Today, Real Toads is celebrating the Bard by asking us to write a poem inspired by him or his works.  I have long loved his Sonnet 18 (Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?), so that is what I used for my inspiration.  At NaPoWriMo, the challenge is to write a triolet.  I thought this form would be perfect for a Shakespeare inspired poem.  I’m also sharing this for the open link at d’Verse Poets.

Your love is like the warmth of spring;

new life you draw from winter’s rest.

My joyful heart a song does sing.

Your love is like the warmth of spring

more precious than the wealth of kings.

I hold you close within my breast.

Your love is like the warmth of spring;

new life you draw from winter’s rest.

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