beyond March’s window limbs bare weathered bones hoary fingers splayed in grim supplication for an hour’s sun-shower where only moss grows
last year’s papery stalks lie swathed in brown leaves the soggy gray detritus of irises where rain drums a heartbeat on dull amber grass
yet hidden in the loam the earth awakens pledging iris leaves and buds on cherry trees an impression of spring dappled with violet
Monet’s garden is not how my landscape looks at all. Here on the mountain, spring daffodils are weeks away. But there are hints of green, a new shoot here and there, leaving the impression that spring is on its way.
Ekphrastic poetry is written in response to a piece of art. Colleen Chesebro chose this prompt after seeing it on Rebecca Budd’s blog: Chasing Art.
I wrote a Double Ennead, a syllabic form created by Colleen. Each of the three stanzas has five lines with a syllable count of 6/5/11/6/5, (33 syllables, giving the entire poem a total of 99).
To read more responses to the challenge, learn about syllabic poetry, or submit your own poem, stop by Colleen’s blog: Wordcraft Poetry.
will you weave me a shawl from skeins of soft wool
hold me warm by the fire
for my winter calls
This poem is a double ennead – a syllabic form consisting of three stanzas of 33 syllables in a 6/5/11/6/5 pattern for a total off 99 syllables. The challenge is hosted byColleen Chesebro over at Carrot Ranch. It runs once a month and I invite you to check it out. Colleen’s prompt this month was “Autumn” and she encouraged us to use our senses. Happy Writing.
This poem is in response toColleen Chesebro’s #Tanka Tuesday challenge. It needed to include synonyms for Eager & Hope provided by Sally Cronin. It’s a syllabic poem called a Double Ennead consisting of 3 stanzas with syllables 6/5/11/6/5.
My goal was to capture the theme of my current WIP: The Ferryman and the Sea Witch.
The Sea Witch’s Bargain
Beware a dark bargain A craft of desire Conspired with the merrow’s silver-tailed witch Her golden-tongued harpoon Bristles with veiled barbs
She feasts on treasure-dreams Conjured from sea beds Her oaths, leviathans steeped in deception Plunged in mountainous waves She drowns the reckless
Or forsake her plunder Mortal in the brine A quiet heart surrenders to airlessness Clasping pearls of courage Deep in love redeemed