Tag: Poems

A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.

A Sunday Walk with Cormorants

My response to imaginary garden with real toads Not What We came To See ~ Micro Poetry We’re putting the “mini’ back into the Sunday Mini-Challenge, and returning to the option of form poetry. The challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines, choosing our own form or sticking to free verse. […]

Foxes at Dusk

In the city, Drab, lanky shadow Slips between parked cars, Competes with gulls and crows By toppled rubbish bins, Emerging silently Under street-light sulphur, Leaching rust from fur.   In the country, Rich russet lustre Cavorts in lush green fields, Barking at gulls and crows Under a canopy Of sunset and cloud, Burnished copper bright […]

I Miss You

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #173 “Collage 28” Together, they inhaled autumn: Decomposing leaves, Wet fox in undergrowth, Brambles snagging sleeves, Following fallen acorns until the sun broke through. He found a perfect russet Leaf for her to press, Alleviate her distress At his leaving. She pumped into his suitcase A cloud of her […]

Relentless Reverie

My response to imaginary garden with real toads Fireblossom Friday “Perchance To Dream” “To sleep, perchance to dream…” –Hamlet The challenge is to write about–or from–a dream. I have taken some words and phrases from a poem I wrote and posted just over a year ago and created a new one. The reverie was relentless: a […]

Lost to the Sea

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Friday Night Music Prompt # 56: The Mary Ellen Carter by Stan Rogers   It was once a flourishing coastal resort Mentioned in the Domesday survey, With a toll on every fishing boat That washed its nets within the village boundary. Never a stranger to North Sea outrages, The village crept […]

Persephone and the Pomegranate

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver #81 /Fairy Tale August 18 – Magic Fruit   Daughter of the goddess Of fertility and harvest, Persephone had a beauty so rare That Hades was enraptured; He craved her for his wife And had her captured, Condemned to a life In the Underworld, With nothing to drink or […]

Satnav

This is the first poem I have written following an exercise from The Poetry School in moving from the abstract to the concrete. See if you can work out which abstract noun it is about! I’m linking it to Imaginary Garden with Real Taods’ Tuesday Platform.  We follow her instructions, The disembodied female voice Of […]