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Monthly Archives: August 2012
Ageing on the inside – a tritina
As my years increase choices shrink slip out of reach Not quite within reach frustration increases as I shrink As my freedom shrinks the desire to reach the top shelf increases Envoi: Increase the shrinkage of the world to … Continue reading
Perspective
Margo Roby gave an Olympics photo show about which to write our Tuesday Tryout poems . I spent a long time looking at the pictures in fascination, and forgot to write the poem – too many ideas swirling about … Continue reading
colour me happy 2
Cerulean, a beautiful word for a heavenly colour of sky When Spring once more colours me happy, when fluffy white clouds speckle the coverlet my sombre winter mood will fly. The colours of summer are golden and green of budding trees. … Continue reading
Posted in free verse
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Dinosaur
Obsolete I may be – past my sell by date – but this dinosaur is not too big, and shrinking by the minute. In far too short a time I’ll morph to the infinite. The Trifecta 40 prompt is to … Continue reading
Shadow Play
Me and my shadows Shadorma I am full of shadows of life they follow me around as if integral to me, dog my every step. http://www.adelekenny.blogspot.fr/2012/08/prompt-114-me-and-my-shadow.html prompted this little poem. I have been thinking about, and photographing accidentally, shadows a … Continue reading
WHAT’S IN A NAME, AKA…
Viv, Vivi, Vivikins and Wivvy, Pest, Stooge, Bub and the like. Fancesca Malinka – pet name from my Dad, Sally called me Mrs Morley, Clockwork Freckle was Jock’s joke, Grim-faced plain Vivienne: disgrace. At school I was Spiv which I … Continue reading
Wordle – Night thoughts from abroad
My waking was traumatic, blood pressure rose in a rush. Pencils at the ready, to write I knew not what. The link was made at two am, to join the chain of poets, eager for the fray. I will not … Continue reading
Haiku for Joseph
In his latest Reverie, Joseph Harker excels himself in a poetic and erudite essay on the art of haiku, which he likens to throwing poetic spaghetti on a resonant wall. Whenever I write haiku, and it is often, I do … Continue reading
Posted in formal poetry, haiku and senryu, short poetry
Tagged Hurricane Gordon, Joseph Harker, kigu, morae
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Foxy
The intricacies of the pattern foxed her completely. She asked daft questions, I answered her sweetly, unravelled mistakes discreetly showed her quickly how to pick up dropped stitches, finish the world’s longest scarf. This strange 33-word story is in response … Continue reading
Six word Saturday
Bleary-eyed from surreal encounter with poets At 6pm wherever she was in America, the noble Brenda, of wordling fame, hosted a get together online (Facebook) to choose this week’s wordle words. Unfortunately, 6pm mountain time is 2am here in France. … Continue reading
The robber girl, a sonnet
An unassuming beauty of sixteen un-noticed came into my busy life, so busy I’d no time for friends, still less for love, nor seeking me a wife. Passed each day on my lonely walk to work – how could I … Continue reading
Stoicism
Steadfast in body, resolute of heart, the Bedouin tribesman rides out desert storm, relentless heat and night-time chill. Plodding camels are his food, his wealth; transport his precious burdens from isolated wadi to thronged oasis punctuated by prayer and subject … Continue reading
Questions
Why are the eyes of needles getting smaller? Why do my quilts take longer to sew? Why do TV people mumble wear out the volume control ? It can’t be that I’m getting older, can it? I was sixteen just … Continue reading
A second bite at the cherry
Take a sackful of words Throw them into a basin with a heap of imagination Stir them around with grammatical precision Add a tarradiddle riff of rhythm Insert a soupçon of symmetry and a trace of mystery Concoct a metaphor or … Continue reading
