Tag: dVerse Poetics

I don’t remember when I left that word.
It must have been upon some beach. My breath
oppresses. Were I silent like a bird

I might have flown securely on my way.
I left that word abandoning its sound
And hope the sand will keep its harm at bay.

Years ago it filled my heart. I sung,
But now I would forget what passed my lips
Repenting, if I may, to soothe my tongue.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Laura Bloomsbury is hosting featuring tercets with specified rhyme words coming from Raymond Garlick’s poem “Welsh-Speaking Sea“.

Chaos out of order
Looking for some cake.
Virus comes with market crash
Beyond the cliff down to the splash 
Into the burning lake.

Order out of chaos
Victorious and true.
Beyond the tribulations find
Sanctity to shield your mind
With everything you do.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Amaya is hosting with the theme “taboo”. I am not sure how the photos fit the theme but I hope the poem does.

In fall I picked ripe apples;
In winter pruned them, too.
I drank hard cider, ate fresh fruit.
My dreams, thank God, did not take root
Like apple seedlings do.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Anmol is hosting with the theme “apples”.

See how water tests the shore
Teasing its resistance,
Resistance to becoming more.
See how water tests the shore?
Be the change that you’re made for.
Change with fresh persistence.
Be like water. Test the shore.
Tease away resistance.

Linked to dVerse Poetics. Merril is hosting with the theme of impermanence.

Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where I am hosting with the theme of the triolet poetry form.

Colorful when given light
Shadows turn away
Waking bravely from the night
Colorful when given light
Proof beyond the sense of sight
Like a rainbow’s sway
Colorful when given light
Shadows turn away

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting with the theme of “to be a flower”. I picked poppies at least that is what I think those brightly colored flowers are in the photos. The form of the poem is intended to be close to a triolet.

Sunday’s when the mission church
From morning into night
Does its best with faithful rest
To praise the Lord of light.

The Lord of life who guides us all
When dawn proclaims the day
And we awake with thanks to take
Our part in some small way.

Linked to Dverse Poetics where SaraSouthwest is hosting with the theme of days of the week.

I’m tempted: Was it just a dream?
Perhaps it was what’s real?
Reminded things aren’t as they seem,
But how it lingers still.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Lillian is hosting with the theme of dreams and dreaming.

Secrets lie where I won't go
So I cannot see.
They're well-hidden even though
They’d be shown to me.

Linked to dVerse Poetics. Merril is hosting with the prompt “secrets”.

I awoke in a cold room, hunched on the floor beside a black and empty grate, the clock striking three, and the siren howling overhead.

C.S. Lewis, The Great Divorce

Waking from a winter’s dream
Who was speaking to me then?
Angels, bright, while demons slip
Me thoughts on which they hope I’ll trip,
Have guarded me again.

Linked to dVerse Poetics. Mish is hosting with the theme of quoting the last line of a book of our choice and writing a poem on it.

Some elements are shiny,
Others not so much.
And some no matter how they try
To hypnotize I don’t know why
I’m charmed yet love their touch.

Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarah is hosting with the theme of the periodic elements. If Og isn’t the last element, replace it with whatever is. Since I missed the Mister Linky deadline, I am also linking it to dVerse Open Link Night where Grace is hosting.