Monthly Archives: September 2010

I wrote this ages ago, and completely forgot about it.  But is perfectly on-prompt for http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetry-potluck-bedazzled.html Night Glory night of bright, white light – moon full Noisy night of tempest howling – bucketful Heatwave night of restless tossing – dreamful Fretful … Continue reading →

The prompt for Potluck Poetry is Night. http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetry-potluck-bedazzled.html   Inspiration lacking, I fall back on this inane freewrite.   Sunset  —   Night —    Sunrise                     31.12.08-01.01.09 photos by No.1 son from our verandah     Insomnia Night is such a cliché: Moon and June, dancing, … Continue reading →

http://bigtentpoetry.org/  Come One Come All  is where you will see all the wonderful wordles. Big tent Wordle 13.9.10 asks us to use any or all of these words in a poem.  Some of the words spoke to me quite strongly … Continue reading →

The prompt was colour, which is a huge part of my life.  One of my very first poems (2008) started life as a very long piece, trying to express what colour is and does in my workroom – scene of many … Continue reading →

  This is for: http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetry-potluck-big-bang.html  Diminuendo Clashing chords of breakers on remote rocks welcome ghosts from her past to the island. Among them, a stranger stands by the shore; her crashing glissando of tears declares the despair of a cellist … Continue reading →

Carry on Tuesday’s #70 – http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.com/ – is to use all 0r part of the first line of the traditional folk song “One misty, moisty morning.”  This one was written last autumn, but here we are in September and the morning … Continue reading →

This picture was embroidered by my husband – the third in a series of three – to ward off the boredom which arrived when he finished building our house, and converting another with a friend.  Four years on, there is … Continue reading →

  The last…  When I am gone, there will be no more flowers or fruits, no grain nor grape. When I am gone bit by bit all life will end, barren – there can be no escape.          Today’s … Continue reading →

Today’s prompt from http://thelaughtersite.blogspot.com/ is cook Gourmet  O do you love every finger- licking mouthful delicious components competently incorporated imperceptibly: unquestionable scrumptiousness   The shape is a fibonacci poem:  each line has one more letter than the previous one.