Tag: nature

Peacefulness – Poem of the Month – October 2021

Peacefulness

A wading heron stands silently in the water
Comfortable with its one-leggedness
A whisp of crown plumage
Wavering in the cool breeze
The gentle sight soothing, calming
Allowing the mind to close out noise
and soak in the peacefulness of the moment 
Roused from a reverie
by the rustling of dried grasses
I have stood many a time
at the doorway of dreaming
as nature strokes my hair
with her breath and gently kisses
my face with raindrops


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Sanaa, from a Dash of Sunny is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight.  She has
prompted us with using a line from one her beautiful poems and has asked
us to replace one or two of her words with derivatives.  I chose he following
line from her poem Buck Moon, Part II Seeing Things - “The rustling of leaves;
I have stood many a time at the doorway of dreaming.” I switched out leaves for
dried grasses.


Photo by Craig Cameron on Unsplash

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Volatility

Volatility

Gently floating fluffy clouds
Frothy as air, dancing along the wind
Long gone 
A sky thick with blanket of marzipan clouds
Suffocating, sucking oxygen from the atmosphere
Thunderous claps break the heavy silence
Seconds before an electrical charge shoots daggers
Across the darkening expanse
Penetrating the ground avoiding the electrodes
and scorching the earth with its volatility


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Word Prompts

Word of the Day - Marzipan
RDP - Frothy as Air
Stream of Consciousness- ‘Ode’ (in any form we choose)

Winding Down

Winding Down

As the earth stills there is a hush
emblazoned sky in orange crush
Spoonbills wade the color of blush
Nothing to rush, nothing to rush

The sun has left taking its light
In the darkness the moon glows bright
Shining beams wherever it might
Stars glint at night, stars glint at night


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Image by Twighlightzone from Pixabay 

Grace is hosting D’Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with writing a Monotetra, See below:

*Comprised of quatrains (four-line stanzas) in tetrameter (four metrical feet) for a total of 8 syllables per line
*Each quatrain consists of mono-rhymed lines (so each line in the first stanza has the same type of rhyme, as does each line in the second stanza, etc.)
*The final line of each stanza repeats the same four syllables. This is what makes the monotetra so powerful as a poetic form – the last line contains two metrical feet, repeated.
*This poem can be as short as 1 or 2 quatrains and as long as a poet wishes.

Stanza Structure:

Line 1: 8 syllables; A1
Line 2: 8 syllables; A2
Line 3: 8 syllables; A3
Line 4: 4 syllables, repeated; A4, A4

Mother of Pearl

Mother of Pearl

A mother of pearl sky
Overtones for the day’s finale
Coral colored horizon
burns into the sea
as the elusive green light
flashes farewell
to a surreal sunset  

Fragrance of coconut
Floats on the evening air
Fading footprints
in the exsiccated sand
are taken back
by the gentle flow
of evening tide

Blue and yellow sails
fly on a lone schooner 
still visible in the diminishing light
In the silence
a feeling of peace
descends on a tranquil scene
akin to paradise


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Word Prompts

Akin - Word of the Day
Exsiccate - RDP
Real - FOWC

Image by Arek Socha from Pixabay 

A Fair Exchange

A Fair Exchange

My favorite plants do not grow here
The soil is not to their liking
So I learn to love new exotic ones
that tolerate the dryness of our winter
and welcome the hot rainy season 
Gone are the pretty blue hydrangeas
and pink hybrid roses tinged with gold
Replaced by bright yellow Allamandas 
and Wedgewood blue Plumbagoes
Strikingly elegant the orange-blue Bird of Paradise
stands tall holding its head high
Instead of sheltering myself under an Oak tree
I now sit in the shade of a Royal Poinciana
Marveling at its shadow-providing beauty
heavily adorned with burnt orange blossoms
The palm trees host varieties of orchids
clinging to the trunks with their outstretched tendrils
Hot sun and heavy rains gift me 
with a stunning technicolor of exotic blooms
A trade I gladly accept
 
 
 
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Claudia Schoenfeld, one of the original founders of D'Verse Poets, is hosting tonight and he has prompted us with 'Gardens or Gardening'.  A favorite pastime of mine.



Image Bird of Paradise Pixabay
Image Royal Poinciana by note thanun on Unsplash
Image Allamanda by DEZALB from Pixabay
Image Plumbago by Ian Lindsay from Pixabay 
Image Butterfly Orchid Wiki 

A Gift – Quadrille

A Gift

Silver lined clouds
bringing hope after a heavy rain storm
A semi circle of rainbow
smudged against the grey expanse
that we might stare 
in amazement
Late afternoon rain showers
causing a mild inconvenience 
but gifting us
with the magical memories
of Nature’s wonders


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Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets and has prompted us with the word “ Smudge”
A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title

Always Different – Poem of the Month – June 2021

Always Different

Downy pink feathers
Lay on dew-drenched grass
A Roseate Spoonbill had
rested, fluffed and preened
before startled into flight
Grey-streaked sky
burnished gold with morning sun
as fading moon bids farewell
The morning chorus begins 
and activity becomes feverish
Another new day has dawned
and no two are ever the same
 
 
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Lisa from Tao Talk is hosting D'Verse Poets Open Link Night
Check out the wonderful video she shared with us!

Image by JamesDeMers from Pixabay 

Feeling Blue

Feeling Blue

Feeling Blue
Turquoise sea and azure sky
Shades of nature's blue
Navy clouds
as the sun sinks low
and night brings its hue

Cornflowers and Peacocks
Kingfishers too
Blueberries and blue corn
Hyacinth Macaws
Hydrangeas kissed with dew

Blue moon in the sky
We both see the same view
Across the miles
Blue is my mood
because I cannot see you


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Sarah is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us
to write a poem about "Blue".  Blue is my favorite color!
I wrote this poem in 2019 in response to a similar prompt
from OctPoWriMo.  I hope you like it.

Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay 

Clarity

Clarity

Here beneath the majesty of tall pines
where air is clean and pure
is a place to breathe
Silence is draped in soft voile
on a head filled with noise
Soothing and calming
Restoring peace 
In solitude and stillness 
thoughts run free
Recollections dance before eyes
as if for the first time
The pleasure releasing anxiety 
from the choking vines of constraint
The gentle noises of nature
Reassuring 
Healing 
Inducing glorious slumber


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Prompts

Word ensuing in ‘sty’ - Stream of Consciousness 
Slumber - RDP

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