Getting lost is not a waste of time
Hummingbird hovers, undecided on whether to stay or go
She knows this bloom from before, oozing sweetness, always welcoming
Yet, a buzzing party with a long line to nowhere, reels her in
Mindfills for Ronovan Writes Sijo – using the word Party, Cee’s FOTD
David of The Skeptic’s Kaddish and I began a fun poetry partnership in April. We just celebrated writing together a 100 verse renga, The Hyakuin And within days, decided we would absolutely love to continue our writing collaboration and what has grown to be a warm friendship with a new poetry project.
We decided to explore poetry forms. A to Z. Each week one of us chooses a poetry form the other responds to. We completed our first series Form verses creativity in June ’22. And we’re now on to the next set of poetry forms A to Z ~ Creativity Verses Form. We added a little twist for version2.0, with a key word starting with the same letter.
Here’s Bragi and keyword for the week is ‘Books’.
I sit under a tree
turning pages yellowed with time
wandering worlds, witnessing histories
finding clues, unraveling mysteries
devouring sounds from every line
my book writes just for me
Imagination weaves wondrous stories
Casting magic spells sublime
I leaf through, flowing free
I find I forget I am me
One leaf falls; one turns on its spine
Books ~ May their incredible tribe increase
Diving behind my desk,
I would swim in books during class;
Caught in a boy's fancies' opalescence;
Captivated by tangled plot twists tense
And each tortured, knotty impasse
With vile evils grotesque.
Though most of my teachers took great offense
At perceived impudence and sass,
Magic scrolls arabesque...
Swashbucklers picaresque...
These consumed the days of my past ~
And have enchanted me through decades hence.
As if the rain
fell for all but him
drenching them in one hue
As if only he
in his oasis under the umbrella
parted sovereign seas
As if the paths
to rights and wrongs and in-betweens
spliced falling raindrops
As if sounds
of the drizzle and the downpour
drowned out space and time
As if his eyes
saw through the mist
and melded into his infinity
Mindfills for David’s W3, using the words sovereign and rights
wild west winds whisper
scented scarlet secrets
setting skies ablaze
Mindfills for Eugi’s weekly word – Ablaze
forest rain pelting
arms of old oak circle sapling
~ phone screen wants more
Mindfills for Mike’s post on The Silent Pariah
drops falling
drip-dropping
enchanting my senses
enticing my defences
to walk barefoot alone
to brave the unknown
as the umbrella plays
as if it were a Djembe
little beats so groovy
little like a movie...
stars dancing in the rain
stars falling in love again
and clouds shower confetti
and drizzle dreams on me
Mindfills for The Skeptic's Kaddish W3
David of The Skeptic’s Kaddish and I began a fun poetry partnership in April. We just celebrated writing together a 100 verse renga, The Hyakuin And within days, decided we would absolutely love to continue our writing collaboration and what has grown to be a warm friendship with a new poetry project.
We decided to explore poetry forms. A to Z. Each week one of us chooses a poetry form the other responds to. We completed our first series Form verses creativity in June ’22. And we’re now on to the next set of poetry forms A to Z ~ Creativity Verses Form. We added a little twist for version2.0, with a key word starting with the same letter. Here’s Alliterisen and keyword for the week is ‘Alternatives’.
For ‘A’, David selected the ‘Alliterisen’ form and the keyword ‘Alternatives’.
“Alternatives“
Are choices the choosers? Perhaps people misreckon.
Whether we attempt alternatives or not, life loops around.
Those things that once granted great gratification
Often still satisfy though we've tried turning to others.
I wonder whether it's nature or nurture,
Don't you? Innate programming persists. Hardwired with wills,
We examine existence but learn little of life.
Do we explore existence, choosers chary of choice?
Tiptoeing tentatively, do we wander on a whimsy
Crystal clear that decisions are left for later?
Shall we simper silently or laugh ludicrously loud?
Learn life lessons or fly by frivolously?
Is the present perfect or tomorrow the treasure?
Is Fate foretold Or does choice choose it for us? With love...
duty calls
must wear uniform
~each his own
Mindfills 