d’Verse Poetics: Meeting the Bar – Poems ala Emily Dickinson

Today at Meeting the Bar, Victoria is back with us after an absence. It is so good to have her back at d’Verse – her personality, her joy – her incredible ideas for poetry prompts. Today she is asking us to use the rhyme and rhythm scheme – Common Measure. Not only part of many Christian hymns, but employed by Emily Dickinson in her incredible poetry. We are to do our best to write poems ala Emily Dickinson. I feel I fall far short. Indeed, she is a long time favorite of mine and I know I could never do justice to her ingenuous, intricate, flowing, unique, far into the future form – well before her time. Come visit us at d’Verse and read the submissions for this very interesting prompt. Please feel free to join usthe in Pub conversations and to read and comment on the submission.  Please submit your own poem as well!  http://dversepoets.com/2015/07/30/emilys-not-so-common-meter

Blue Moon
The Blue moon glowed as Blue moons will
suspended high in a Summer night sky –
I gaped in awe at the June yellow cheese –
So it seemed to me alone on my hill.

Amidst grey clouds the Moon floated gold
And lit the sky with yellow –
The blue Moon glowed as Blue moons of old –
Ringed not with blue but golden Halo.

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d’Verse Poetics – Guest Prompter: Healing of Nature – tanka

Today at d’Verse Poetics Pub, CC is our guest “bartender”. She is speaking to us about Nature and the healing of Nature so our poems are being written around that theme. So many of us, I know, find that peace and healing in Nature – no matter how busy the day or how much stress, some time in our gardens, walking in a park, sitting on a porch in the summer night and listening to the night sounds, always seem to soothe us and help heal our hearts. I have included a video from YouTube of a summer night in East Tennessee. it is like the summer night sounds around here. The video is 3 1/2 minutes long, but the first few seconds should give you a good idea if you want to listen. There are no visuals, just darkness and summer sounds.  These sounds remind me of my childhood and sitting out at night.  I still do that – sit on my back steps at night to rest, recycle, reclaim my inner peace, being restful with Nature.

Come join us at d’Verse Poetics today and read about healing Nature and please, feel free to contribute one of your poems along that theme! We are not a bunch of snobs and welcome all to participate in the discussion and to link up your poem and comment.  http://dversepoets.com/2015/07/28/poetics-in-tune-with-nature

cicadas singing
summer night lullaby – warm
darkness surrounds – day’s
distractions all disappear –
soft night’s healing peace

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d’Verse Poetics – Open Link Night #152

Today is Open Link Night at the d’Verse Poetics Pub. This means we submit a poem of our own choice of form, subject, etc. without following a prompt. Come join us today – add a poem of your own or read submissions by extremely talented folks. It has been brutally hot and so, optimist that I am, I am looking forward to cool weather and snow. My poem today reflects my love of snow – anytime, anywhere.   http://dversepoets.com/2015/07/23/open-link-152

January at the Beach
January – alone at the beach.
Gone are the self-conscious preening teens,
The children like raucous birds, their waists
Encircled with neon colored plastic swimming tubes.
Gone the sun worshippers – glistening with oil
And inviting skin cancer and admirers with equal aplomb,
Vendors wheeling carts of ice cream, cold sodas, beer –
The wave splashers and wave riders and wave surfers –
All of them gone.

January – alone at the beach.
Just myself and the dull tawny sand,
The gunmetal grey sky above, sea birds wheeling
In the limbo between grey sea and grey sky.
Into the salt air comes a breath of sweet –
I close my eyes and inhale, knowing.
Sitting there alone waiting…
Now the sea birds become silent as they dip into the ocean
For luncheon and even the waves, loud in the silence,
Seem to subdue and grow quiet.

January – alone at the beach,
Sitting on my blanket huddled in my down jacket –
I listen, I think, I inhale and then…
Like an errant feather from a high flying bird
The first snow flake circles downward and
Lands on the shell beside me.
More fall – large at first and then
Smaller and faster falling.
I stand and walk to the edge of the surf
Letting it brush against my boots.
Against the horizon, the snow is more plainly seen.

In the deep cold, the snow feathers coat the shells
Pebbles, seaweed, sand – mostly melting but making
fuzzy outlines on the forgotten artifacts
castoff from the abandoned ocean.
I hold my face up to the sky and laugh and stick out my
Tongue to taste the snow.
Snow falling and disappearing in the ocean,
Snow falling and slowly melting on my coat.
I haven’t spoken to anyone in several days.
The ocean, empty sand, birds, discarded shells
Are more than enough company.
I hold out my hand and snowflakes fall on my glove.
They stay long enough for me to fall in love
With each and every one before they disappear.
January – alone at the beach.

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d’Verse Poetics – Trains! tanka 短歌

Today at d’Verse Poetics, Bill is our conductor! He has been bicycling on trails that used to be regular train routes. He is prompting us to write about trains.  The tickets are free.  Come and climb on board and ride the rails with us:  http://dversepoets.com/2015/07/21/poetics-all-aboard

 

Summer night – humid
Air stands still – distant train sounds
Travel and nestle
In my dreams of going somewhere –
to a place of long ago.

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d’Verse Poetics – My philosophy of life

Today at d’Verse, we are so happy to have one of the founders of the community with us – Brian Miller, off from sabbatical to discover the “why” of his life. He has given us the challenge to give our philosophy of life, love, hair care products (grin), whatever….Come join us today.  This is part of the Four Year Anniversary of this amazing poetics community and it has been a super celebration.   http://dversepoets.com/2015/07/16/talk-on-a-cereal-box-a-smile-on-a-dog   And – HAPPY NATIONAL CORN FRITTER DAY!!!!!

My Philosophy of Life
When I was a young child,
The years passed by in one long string of
summer…..fall…..winter…..spring…..
it took forever for Christmas break to come
and even longer for the end of the school year
to come rescue me from samedom.
(I hated school).

Being an older child now though –
the years pass by in a blur –
summerfallwinterspring.
A whirl of green grass, blue sky, tomato red –
another turn of the kaleidoscope
and the colors of flame, orange brown –
another twist:
grey, black, white – the next turn –
tender green, pale pink, forsythia yellow.
Too quickly the days pass.
Too quick to waste not seeing the wonders around me,
Too quick to not laugh when a baby giggles.
Too quick to not hug or listen to the voices of those I love.
The first day I went to school
My grandmother said – be courteous. respect others.
it is more important to always be kind than to be right.
Help the helpless and protect the innocent.
Always say “thank you” for kindnesses done and compliments given.
My mother added, Don’t take any crap from anyone.
My father said, Walk softly when you have a choice.

Some things do not change with time
no matter how quickly the colors in the kaleidoscope change.

copyright kanzensakura

copyright kanzensakura

 

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d’Verse Poetics – 4th Year Celebration – Icebreaker

This is the FOURTH ANNIVERSARY of d’Verse Poetics community – woohoo!!!! We are celebrating poetry, each other, contributors and commenters. Yesterday Grace, in Pubtalk, gave us the theme of gratitude and it is part of the prompts for this whole week. Today Marina Sofia is providing an icebreaker for us to get to know one another better.

We choose three words that mean a lot to us or describe us and three words that state what we are grateful for and then writing a poem with those words in 12 or less lines. Come join us for the celebration, the amazing poets, join in the conversation and contribute poems of your own.

My words:  Japan, the South, Phoenix, family, husband, love

southern woman – a family heritage
of hard work, courtesy and respect to all,
unconditional love of family -for them, by them.
knocked down by cancer but a survivor –
lessons of hard gained, deep romantic yet hard lost love.
locked away in loss and pain but reawakened to life and the joy of words
Phoenix poet rising from the ashes.
discovering along the way and living by,  equally –
Bushido and the Ten Commandments – The South meets Japan.
rising from the pain of lost love to new love –  a husband, friend, lover –
travelling the world, diving into different cultures –
The Phoenix southern woman poet finding her way home.

 

Bushido - public domain image

Bushido – public domain image

 

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Two Summer Haiku

Here are two different traditional haiku using one of the Japanese kigo (seasonal words, which all traditional haiku should contain in the first line) – screen door or amido. A different feeling between the two haiku.

 

screen door has small hole –
mosquitoes invade hot night,
mean biters, no sleep.

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outside of screen door
images blur to shadows –
cool and dim inside.

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