Tag: dVerse Poetics

Dance

While algae’s greening in the swamp
And ogres in the forest romp,
The villagers would have a dance,
A masquerade, and take a chance
Some ogre with a fairy might
Pretend to waltz then start a fight.

They’ve never liked each other much
Although I’ve heard they sometimes touch.
I’ve even heard they sometimes kiss,
But I’d doubt all reports of this.
There’s rumors, too, they even love–
What can these fools be thinking of?

Our dance may tease some fears away
And help some find kind words to say.
It’s safer meeting through disguise
When gazing in each other’s eyes.
They won’t forget what each has done,
But from the present, who can run?

We’ll have that dance, no matter what.
True, worried folks must worry, but
Tonight we’ll take a chance on change.
Let something, somewhere rearrange,
Then, whether they like it or not,
They’ll get the love they’ve always got.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Mark Walters is hosting with the theme of funny stories arising from real life situations. I’ve been all of the people, and the fanciful ones as well, in this poem at one time or another taking a chance on change sometimes without realizing it.

Photos: “The Color Green”, above, and “Spring”, below.

Spring

Revealing What Can’t Be Told

Amazing what this warm day brings.
The beautiful has its allure,
Reveals what can’t be told, and sings:
Obsession–longing for what’s pure.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Lillian is hosting with the theme of picking product names and using them differently in the poem. I picked the “perfumes” category.

Photos:  “Yellow Shading Into Red”, above, and “The Allure of Plants Is Everywhere”, below.

The Allure of Plants Is Everywhere

Still Learning

Is it too late for what I know
To bring back breathing mystery?
The sky’s so deep. Spring breezes blow,
But poverty is what I see.

There must be more. This looks like less.
So I study. May I be
Recovered by what yearns to bless
And smiles with sure serenity.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Mish is hosting with the theme of still learning. I feel like I am learning to unlearn much of what I thought was true.

Photos: “White and Blue and Evergreen”, above, and “Mild Breeze Moves the Willow on a Bright Blue Day”, below.

Mild Breeze Moves the Willow on a Bright Blue Day

Body Image

The body image of a sturdy tree
Presents the patience of serenity
And all about it, friend or foe, may know
That now’s a special time that they can be.

The body image of a brilliant flower
Seems weak although attraction is a power.
Whichever way the wind tells dreams to go
The now will follow blessing every hour.

Text: Kim of Writing in North Norfolk is hosting at dVerse with the theme “body image”. This post doesn’t quite fit the prompt, so I am not linking it, but stop on by to see what people are posting for it.  The form I am using is a rubai: four lines, iambic pentameter and rhyming AABA.

Photos: “Ancient Tree”, above, “Hanging Flower”, below.

Hanging Flower

Journey to the Sea

When death comes to ask forgiveness
May I be ready with a kiss.
Take these trinkets. Take that treasure.
I need nothing more than this.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Sarah hosts with the theme of ekphrastic poetry and introducing Fay Collins’ art.

Photo: This image is of an oil painting by Fay Collins used with permission for Sarah’s prompt.

Urban Renewal

The urban may be wonderful
With scarcely any tree,
But give me just a tree or two.
There’s something that a tree can do
That sets my daydreams free.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Jilly is hosting with the theme “urban renewal”.

Photo: “Chicago River” linked to Frank Jansen’s Tuesday Photo Challenge with theme “breathe” since the scene makes me want to take a deep breath.

Holy Place

This holy place to stand and help me rise
Where I may pause and let my eyes go free,
Where I may wonder how this Earth and skies
Could be presented graciously to me,
Where I may question what it means to be,
Where sound turns sacred with or without rhyme–
Play that song for me another time.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics. Amaya is hosting with the theme “holy place”.  The poem’s form is a Chaucerian stanza.

Photo: “A Sunset Somewhere”

Video: lightomega’s presentation of Miten and Deva Premal’s So Much Magnificence. More about the song.

Spring

Swinging from the family tree
Learning that the mystery
Isn’t what we have to know
But the joy when we let go.

Text: Linked to dVerse Poetics where Lillian is hosting with the theme of spring.  Of the photos she provided for inspiration, I was thinking of the one with the two children swinging from a tree. The form of this poem is a tanaga.  I will feature it on Thursday.

Photos: “Bird in Tree”, above, and the swing Lillian features, middle, and “Somewhere in Colorado Springs”, below.

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Somewhere in Colorado Springs

Soul

Some use their souls to say there is no soul. Some use their freedom claiming we’re machines denying what we know of mystery. It’s hard to tell which hell builds bigger walls to bar eternity.

There’s time to walk if we can’t run. There’s time for trees and standing still. Eternity comes passing through, patiently as sparrows do, singing pleasantly.

CHILLY EQUINOX
COMING COLD OR COMING SPRING
SPARROWS BRING NEW SOUND

Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night where Bjorn is hosting. I am late for dVerse Poetics where Paul was hosting, but I am using Paul’s theme of “soul”.

Photos: “Lake Michigan at Evanston”, above, and “Lake Michigan from a Park”, below.

Lake Michigan From a Park