Stygian White (Etheree)

Thatched
Old roof
Bathed in pools
Of cloud’s sad gift
Vexing sullen shack
Who trembles holding back
To spite the stygian white
Marred branches of uneven size
Four frail panes worrying one weak latch
Windows of danger close nigh the rain’s pass

2019

Photo by Alex Dukhanov on Unsplash

For Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 120, “Cold & Storm,” #SynonymsOnly I used sullen and rain.

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Joke (Etheree)

this
uncouth
joke’s on you
at the expense
of me, laughably
simple, yet blind to see
tears hot and riddled by truth
crashing through this spiteful lampoon
inner voice rails with the unanswered
stricken to rise from your luring banter

2019

Photo by Gabriel Matula on Unsplash

For Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 119 “Mystery & Attract,” #SynonymsOnly I used riddled (as a verb rather than a noun) and luring.

Wolf Pack (Poem)

She told me to run why didn’t I believe
Before the wolves started circling

I can see them heralding bitter trees
Sizing me up and down like rotting meat

Coward’s light creeping away too fast
Fear for this candle crying so hard to last

Moreover she said to stay awake, stay alive
These recommendations haunted me over night

So often I seem to find something my pride lacks
Routinely fleeing hungry wolf packs

2019

Photo by Marek Szturc on Unsplash

News (Etheree Poem)

whisper-408482_1280someone close to me told me a secret
it wasn’t you, but I’m sure you’ll keep it
to know news is no accident
but to share in confidence
is a coincidence
nothing’s classified
when scrutinized
yammering
as a
snitch

2018

 

Photo from pixabay.

 

For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge

For this challenge I selected synonyms for gossip and story. I really like the Etheree style so I had to give it another go!

Low Orbit (Poem)

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You are the brilliant jewel of my eye
A lover’s ruby uplifted in the sky

I would gladly pull down a star for you
If you told me that you wanted me to

I wish to write your name up in the stars
Even if I had to tear this whole universe apart

I want to show this bantam planet what I’ve done
To render a constellation in the heavens above

I’m letting your gravity heave against me
You’re scarcity, a luxury in our lone galaxy

The weight of one world can’t hold my love
Even in low orbit I fear my attraction’s too much

2008 (revised 2018)

 

Photo from pixabay. 

Leaving Books, Thieving Words (Tango Poem)

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a desire to devour writing burns
longing kindles like wild fire in my palm
and where is that smell that wafts off worn bound books?
struggling to leap off the screen, where have their words gone?

is it wise to take leaves out of books?
when she’s not looking, was it holding place?
bookmarks are hard to retrace without reading
please leave notes – they discourage thieving these plant blades

2018

Photo by Chris Lawton on Unsplash

#OctPoWriMo – Day 17 – #Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 118 – Education & Wisdom

 

This is for the poetry prompt of Education & Wisdom from Elsie Hagley. This style is called Tango, a rhymed stanza poem following a count of 9-10-11-12. I was uneasy about trying a longer syllable count since my comfort zone has been limited to mostly Haiku (yes I do have to count on my fingers!).

Well I’m not sure my words count (haha) as wisdom, as I was really just being cheeky. However, in all fairness I do really enjoy a book far more when it isn’t some digital downloaded file that I have to open in a tablet. Maybe I just like bending covers and losing the odd leaf in a binding.

Beauty (Poem)

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Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

You left a hole in Heaven when you drifted down
The planet trembled as you touched ground

All of God’s light pulsed right through your heart
So bright that I mistook you for a falling star

A small fire in the forest was all that remained
Of the last place where an angel fell from grace

I know you try to hide, but I see your wings
You never could disguise your beauty from me

2018