Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Do not answer a question.....


                   Author: Liftarn
Image: A Bold GNU Head with a question mark (here)

Why is it difficult to get an answer?
Is there a need?
Is there a reason not to blabber?
Is that all you seek?

Yes, but why must it be under wraps?
Is it inappropriate that I don't budge?
Yes, but why are you holding back?
Is it necessary that I should be pre-judged?

Yes, don't you think you are being difficult?
Do we have to go through all these again?
Don't you think it might lead to an argument?
What then is the solution?

Don't you think it is better
not to answer a question with a question?

Bjorn at d'Verse's Poetics -  the answer is 42
(a poem comprising only of questions)

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

This was what they saw

                                                                                                    Author:Mark Harless
Image: Keep Trying! (here)

the 11 of 12 given words:
mollycoddle (a pampered person)
goose-neck lamp (a desk lamp having a flexible shaft)
rowboat 
jejune (naive, simplistic, and superficial uninteresting)
angst (an acute but nonspecific sense of anxiety or remorse)
dementia
vexatious (causing or tending to cause annoyance, frustration, or worry)
vermilion lipstick (vermilion: a brilliant red pigment)
pernicious (having a harmful effect, especially in a gradual or subtle way)
monkey wrench (something that interferes with functioning; an obstacle)
dust bunny (tangled ball of dust found under a low piece of furniture)

I'm no mollycoddle
No one's gonna see me as goose-neck lamp like
Sure I might find myself on a slowboat to China
A rowboat at that but I'm no browbeat

Honest to goodness I'm a good gal
Jejune perhaps but still a good girl
Angst at times certainly not in the throes of dementia
Nor vexatious and trying hard to avoid undue anxiety

Perhaps the vermilion lipstick was the culprit
A false impression most pernicious in intentions
A monkey wrench thrown into the works
A dust bunny unwittingly revealed
This was perception at its worst
This was what they saw

How do I wash this off?
Whew!

MLMM's Wordle#172
Nekneeraj's at MLMM's Photo Challenge#181
Marian's at Real Toad's -  the tuesday platform

Saturday, September 16, 2017

we could not imagine the strange logic

                                                                                         Author: CEphoto, Uwe Aranas
Image: A Mahout's Power Over a Big Fella (here)

the 12 given words:
plague imagine no swing word thump tap
spry (active; nimble; agile; energetic)
forget spray tub sucks  

it plagued our wise ones to no end
we could not imagine the strange logic
big trees could be uprooted
no big deal

a swing of our big trunks could kill a big lion
my word, we could just thump them over the head
in fact just a little tap would do

but instead spry and strong we were made to work
by little fellas who sat across our shoulders
shouted at, poked our ears, dug their heels
into our hides (we did not feel it)
we moved as we felt insulted by these mahouts
wee guys who wielded so much power over us

we would not forget easily
we could shoot a big spray to knock them over
this we could do when let out in the 'tub'

it isn't fair, it sucks!

Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle 317
Brendan's at Real Toad's Weekend Mini-Challenge
  -  juice (to write about power)

Thursday, September 14, 2017

a measure of psychedelic forms

                                                                              Attribution: Google labelled for re-use 
Image: 1080p - Opening (here)
(1080p (1920x1080 px; also known as full
HD or FHD and BT.709) is a set of  HDTV high
-definition video modes characterized by 1080
horizontal lines of vertical resolutions (here)

the 12 given words:
measure skirt clutch reverse loop socket
arabesque (foliage and figures represented in a fancifully combined pattern)
simmer (in a state of subdued or restrained activity)
granny knot (a binding knot to secure a rope or around an object)
dawdle (to waste time)
pistil (the female reproductive part of a flower)
stamen (the male reproductive part of a flower that produces the pollen)

a measure of psychedelic forms
skirting the imagination extending
an arabesque kind of presentation
in a state of suspension simmering

very fluid with no granny knot
to interfere or to clutch onto tightly
a reversed loop might be sought
without having to dawdle unwittingly

such images may test the visuals
where pistils and stamens are set
to be fused in patterns very unusual
but safely into wide opening sockets

MLMM's Wordle #171
MLMM's image at Tale Weaver # 137– 14/9/17 – opening
Sanaa's at Real Toad's  -  of muse and me

reunions of strange bedfellows

                                                                    Author: Federico Andreotti (1847-1930)
Image: Looks Like Someone Famous (here)

the 12  given words:
long look writing see you tell flat think
enormous, drawing elsewhere jacket

time to take a long hard look
the writing is right on the wall
some may see it as a fluke
but you can tell they're having a ball

flat out it attracts enormous
drawing power but elsewhere
a shade of someone famous
to think it looks all like a dare

reunions of strange bedfellows
in evening dress or leather jackets
or whatever that they can show
trying to look like young starlets

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #129
Susan's at PU's Midweek Motif  -  reunions

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

nature awakened with harrowing scenes

                                                     Author: The National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration
Image: Fury of the Angry Oceans (here)
(satellite sourced)

the 3 given words:
rain, reign rein 

nature awakened with harrowing scenes
it had happened before but not as worrying
caused concern then but in more localized routines
recent ones affected many countries with lots of  ruins

rain-lashed coastlines by forceful hurricanes
floods and tornadoes brought misery inland
the heavens disturbed and for a few days reigned
in their uncontrolled and unimpeded domains

how to rein-in the madness from occurring again
divine help to appease Mother Nature was obvious
unwittingly slighted confidence was to be regained
Providence pointed out the wrongs in our choices

Lillian's at d'Verse's  -  rein them in

Directions set never straying

                                                                    Photo by Michael Maggs, Wikimedia Commons
Image: A Twosome in Flight (here)

Outright purpose with freedom to choose
Pairing convenience is given a boost
Some movements of overhead flights
Set in motion at accepted heights

Directions were set never straying
Flying behavior naturally by instinct

V-formation arrow-head pointed
Birding migration of seasons expected
Follow the leader and never doubted
(44 words)

De at d'Verse's Quadrille Monday #40
-  to include the word - freedom
Sanaa's at Real Toad's  -  the tuesday platform

Sunday, September 10, 2017

An artistic impression

                                                                                                Attribution: Jackie Ley
Image: New Forest (here)

Vibrant new forest
Juxtaposed against jagged
intrusions of old
Turned out to be beautiful
An artistic impression

juxtapose (to place close together or side by side,
especially for comparison or contrast)

Chev's Carpe Diem 1252  - 
imagination without limits

in the wake of the impending cold


                                                                                           Author: Gerardo Noriega
Image: A Mexican gray squirrel  (here)

the 12 given words:
shelter map path sweep ground push 
beach funnel power surge wake spin

a sheltered life
she needs to map a path
as all mothers do

for a sweep of the battle ground
to push from a beachhead 
in a funnel formation
powered by sheer determination
to survive the winter

a surge of elements
in the wake of the impending cold
where a spin of strategies
relevant to little animals
in their hibernation prospects
are to be adopted

Brenda's Sunday's Whirl Wordle #316
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #370

Friday, September 8, 2017

what a Book of Words invoked

                                                                                           Author: Томасина
Image: Just conveniently blessed (here)

9 of 10 given words:
cool dachshund testament
cherubim ( a member of the second order of angels)
serendipity (good fortune; luck:)
infinitesimal (indefinitely or exceedingly small)
mimicry (the act or art of copying or imitating closely)
heretic convenient

cool dachshund
cherubim little fella
testament of serendipity in life
when good fortune struck

infinitesimal it might appear
but still mimicry of warm blessings
what a Book of Words invoked

nothing unruly nor heretic
nothing religiously inclined
nor surreptitiously concealed
just conveniently blessed

expected good returns
it usually worked that way
to one with a good heart
devoid of bad intentions
(60 words)

Mama Zen at Real Toads's  -  words count with MZ
Grace's at d'Verse's OLN #203

Thursday, September 7, 2017

poppies are now tolerated with dread

                                                                                                    Attribution: MLMM
Image: Poppy Panaver Plant (here)

What I want are memories of old
None annoying even remotely interfering
Not segregated or isolated but bold
Unlike a jury sequestered before reaching
a verdict who are strictly seen as free
from influence and interference
That is how a poppy is deemed to be
But not what it is at the moment

Poppy Day memories with a proud disposition
Where replica red flowers were pinned
at the breast pocket in remembrance
of fallen heroes who had left us since

Instead poppies are now tolerated with dread
Associated with drug lords of vicious atrocities
Living it up with a price on their heads
While in its wake the helpless junkies

Strewn in a 'drunken' stupor in back alleys
Condemned as living skeletons for all to see

MLMM's Tale Weaver #136 -  what I want
Sumana's at PU's Midweek Motif -  memories

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

pursued by city folks

                                                                                    Author: Kyle Bonallo
Image: Autumn Colors (here)

rustic abode
unspoiled hideaway
remote dream-like
pursued by city folks
idyllic tranquility

golden brown
season's exotic shades
swept by cool winds

rustic (adj. relating to, or living in the country, rural)

Note: a tanka and haiku in experimental micro-poetry
(not restricted by the conventional syllabic count of tanka's
5-7-5-7-7 or haiku's 5-7-5)

Chev's Carpe Diem #1250  -  autumn colors

set to face the firing squad at dawn

                                                                                        Attribution: Maksym Kozlenko
Image: Jailhouse Accommodation Hostel (here)

the given words:
firing squad dawn dungeon starlight sibling rivalry goldfish
rock opera (that had elements of storytelling in the tradition of opera)
dealings compose clamor smelter raspberry jam toast

set to face the firing squad at dawn
on the morrow, the dark night seemed
saddened at harboring a condemned
soul in a dungeon far below

as a consolation, though moonless,
it was blessed with the starlight's
brilliance over the snow crystals that
glistened in the shadows

the vanquished in a sibling rivalry
now reduced to a goldfish in a bowl
awaiting justice

it would fit a rock opera of how their
dealings went asunder even though
composed of near perfect awards of ideas

to clamor for an answer was futile even
after having to smelter the arguments
into acceptable justifications

he was content with just a simple raspberry
jam toast as the last meal

MLMM's Wordle #170
Marian's at Real Toad's  -  the tuesday platform

Monday, September 4, 2017

Sins of the father - a Tanka

                                                                   Author: Barnard, Frederick, 1846-1896
Image: The Moment of Truth (here)

The moment of truth
Sadly on reflection, why?
Sins of the father
Squarely borne by a sibling
Who took over the burden

Chev's Carpe Diem #1249 - despair

Saturday, September 2, 2017

innocent teenager out on his first fling

                                                                                      Author: Globetrotter19
Image: A Young Couple (here)

the 13 given words:
tactics energy alliance attack fire ardor tenderness 
capture scheme treachery neglected art war 

from a page secured of the tactics of old
innocent teenager out on his first fling
energy at its fullest who sought let it be told
an alliance with a sweet-young-thing

targeting an attack at the trio of beauties
three in his line of fire ensured good balance
the ardor of tenderness a measure of reality
to capture the heart of any one of them

in the scheme of things a treachery, a curse
to be avoided, faithfulness not to be neglected
the art of war one very much to deserve
an affirmation of those who had just started

Kerry's at Real Toad's  -  Play it again Toads (get listed)
Sherry's at PU's Poetry Pantry #369

Friday, September 1, 2017

Even lowly animals fared better

                                                                               Author: Antony Stanley
Image: Mother and baby (here)

Mothers showered love naturally
Offering mental and physical support
Their lives and souls at others' whims
Highest of sacrifices without question
Exceptions though turned them into monstrous beings
Remember Cinderella (step-mother no doubt)
Little boy neglected at home by his own mother, undernourished
swirling in muck and slime for she was at her workplace
Yet she was just admonished and freed by the court

Love denied in other cases, a few maimed even death ensued
Other than in the house where else could solace and salvation be expected
Very unlikely elsewhere though
Even lowly animals fared better

Frank's at d'Verse's MTB  - acrostic
Kerry's at Real Toad's  -  skyflower friday  - monster

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Not to bow to seemingly little irritations

                                                                                      Author: Massimilianogalardi
Image: A Farm in the Countryside (here)

11 of 12 given words:
press farmer ravaged palms, flows bow   
songbirds butterflies munching tomatoes fox  

To press his luck a farmer reaffirmed to set his sights
Ravaged beyond contention a land deluged
His face buried in his palms somewhat in fright
Not giving up he steadfastly refused

The flows of ideas accentuated to his woes
Not to bow to seemingly little irritations
The songbirds would reappear in droves
Butterflies and little creatures would certainly return

Munching tomatoes and cooking all the other edibles
He would be back where he started he reminisced
To outfox nature was not to oppose but to respect and dribble
The ball would find its target and that would be nice

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #127
Susan's ae PU's Midweek Motif  - respect

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Invariably stifled by the rainy bleakness

                                                                                         Attribution: Barbara Florczyk
Image: A Little Discomfort (here)

Had been through this before
Assertiveness prompted by stubbornness
As true as the sun's appearance to the fore
Invariably stifled by the rainy bleakness

Positive thinking had been known to be good
The sky was a little drowsy but worth a risk
On stepping out of the house into the neighborhood
All wet and cold but still walking brisk

A little discomfort could be expected
When luck did not favor had to be tolerated

Nekneeraj's at MLMM's Photo Challenge #178
Kerry's at Real Toad's  -  the tuesday platform

Monday, August 28, 2017

Wise and talented stood to gain - a Quadrille

                                                                                            Author Michael Coghla
Image: Leisurely (here)

Blessed be the young hearts
In blissful wonders of innocence
Time and opportunities would intrude
Presented but in fleeting moments

To exploit fully lest left behind
Wise and talented stood to gain
Never a dull moment the chosen ones
Side-lined the evil, the unconcerned
(44 words)

Apologies: Bjorn, Hank finds it difficult to access WPress

Bjorn's at d'Verse's   -  a Quadrille#39

Thursday, August 24, 2017

A real fight to the finish

                                                                     Artist: Anton von Werner(1843–1915)
Image: A Cavalry General in battle (here)

10 of 12 given words:
retreating saber one-eyed hair 
clothes cut lined mud waving road

A real fight to the finish
It represented a rare opportunity
Retreating hordes to be vanquished
A rattling saber at the ready

The Cavalry General had the upper hand
But there was one unfinished business
The one-eyed leader of the gang
To be done in first in all absoluteness

His hair, clothes a cut above the rest
To engage the enemy in personal combat
He lined up his personal being at his best
Immaculately dressed to drag him in the mud

Waving and ranting in wild derision
The one-eyed leader not to be outdone
Road to victory not easy with good reasons
The duel on the cards due to be a long one

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #126
Gayle's at d'Verse's OLN #202

beginnings of precious life

                                                                                      Artist: Paul Klee
Image: Spiralling Energy Emerging (here)

rising up softly
eternal light emerging
push of energy
beginnings of precious life
Providence’s power intact

Chev's at Carpe Diem #1243
 - in-the-beginning
Sumana's at PU's Midweek Motif - nature

Monday, August 21, 2017

Who were there to fight on their behalf

                                                                                         Attribution: Robert Stansfield
Image: Refugee camp for Displaced Persons (here)

12 given words:
left evil hood right sad torches march 
stability statues facts orange lies

Surreptitiously left abandoned
Aftermath of disagreements and clashes
of warlords and mercenaries
whose evil intentions were masked under a hood
Right under the very eyes of authorities

Sad sight seemingly as though torches
were run all over their meager huts
They were made to march aimlessly
Away from the stability of their homes
They remained statues-like in camps

How they suffered alone
Where facts were jumbled with fiction
Regarded as bothersome 
Who were there to fight on their behalf

They having shouted themselves hoarse
were orange with rage
While the world stood by
Waiting and waiting

What lies ahead no one knows
and no one cares

Brenda's Sunday's Whirl Wordle #313
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #367

Sunday, August 20, 2017

uncomplicated things present lots of opportunities

                                                                                                        Author: NASA
Image: Very Unlike Uncomplicated things (here)

uncomplicated things present lots of opportunities
one allowed a free way not restricted by priorities
take a plunge do your own thing and see what gives
just take a respite with nothing specific to achieve

it is necessary to lay back once a while to reflect
creates a non-taxing situation allowing one to relax
dividends forthcoming to a fertile mind quite easily
if it can be broken up into simple terms of A-B-C

beware though not to be too luxuriously anticipating
expect a damper to the leisurely pace when reality sets in

Kerry's at Real Toad's  -  micro poetry 
uncomplicated things

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Happy Birthday Sara Ayesha!

                                      
Image:1 Setting up the Birthday
Goodies from the Chef's Galley
Image:2 There you are! I've Turned 10, hooray!

Image:3 Norman took time off to
sketch as he normally does

Image:5 Norman's 'The Defenders" in just a jiffy!

“And I think to myself what a wonderful world.”  ~ Louis Armstrong

And I think to myself 
what a wonderful world
Now that my dear self
is seen to transcend the divide
From the innocence
of a baby to a young lady
Where age is just a number
but more than that
A double digit
Can you imagine that?
Mum says it comes too fast
But I thought it was dragging its feet!
Achieved in all of its wisdom
Yes, I've now turned 10

Biologically there are changes
I am all prepared
I have to!
It's so inspiring
Have to keep on dancing
into my teens!

Next, a Driving Licence!

Susie's at Real Toad's
-  bits-of-inspiration-keep-dancing
Mish's at d'Verse's -  Poetics (apologies,
too late in posting this!)

Monday, August 14, 2017

looking lost pressing for a respite

                                                                                                          Author: Epop
Image: Gulping on the Bait! (here)

11 of 12 given words:
malformed torn left embed look 
press feign natural gait gritty
dead-reckoning (a process of calculating one’s current
position by using a previously determined position)

malformed in body and mind
dead-reckoning malfunctioned
torn to pieces all in a bind
left embedded in utter confusion

looking lost pressing for a respite
feigned fully alert pushing for a bid
his natural talent took control despite
a gait a model was proud to exhibit

a gritty soul no less likely to endure
gulping on the bait even without a lure

MLMM's Wordle #168

Saturday, August 12, 2017

Be aware of the clue-bearing Magi signs

                                                                                             Author: Begumrubina0786
Image: Present Day Astrologer (here)

“Why does the mind compose this 
music well before the words occur?”  ~  Jim Harrison

Is there an urgency to unravel the plot
Or perhaps to be prepared in case it gets hot
The mind moves fast in the blink of an eye
Waiting for the words to form at the lay-by

Be aware of the clue-bearing Magi signs
Sneaking in to tickle the inquisitive minds
Grab at its throat to ward off the blows
Then triumphantly walk away in the shadows

To duly acknowledge why the mind works
earlier before the words blurt out their quirks

Magi: an astrologer, sorcerer, 
or magician of ancient times

Jilly's 28-day Prompts Day28 -  the-magi
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #366

Flutter in the wet

                                                                                           Author:[Duncan]
Image: Sharing an Umbrella (here)

“The river can’t heal everything”  ~ Jim Harrison

Cinquain - a five-line poetic form from Adelaide
Crapsey comprising 2 syllables in the first line, 4
in the second, 6 in the third,8 in the fourth,
and 2 in the fifth.

Young hearts
Flutter in the
wet but so forgiving
Never a dull moment learning
the ropes

Better
believe in it
Water a survival
factor, yes, but not to expect
wonders

Jilly's Day 27 – Cinquain for My Love

Friday, August 11, 2017

Heavenly in the heavens

                                                                                     Attribution: ESO/A. Fitzsimmons
Image: Admiring Starry Nights Alone (here)

“On some clear nights in the country, the stars can exhaust us”  ~ Jim Harrison

Emotions enhanced
Memories took center-stage
Longings inwardly

Expanse of twinkles
Heavenly in the heavens
But warm nights turn cold

Jilly's Day 26 – Haiku ~ longing for stealth

Thursday, August 10, 2017

An array of classics

                                                                                                Artist: Leonardo da Vinci
Image: The Head of Leda (c. 1505 - 1507) (here)

12 given words from "Brown Penny" by W B Yeats:
young brown stars loops, hair thinking
shadows, wise begin enough crooked penny

A glimpse into history
An array of classics
Of a likely young beauty
Round brown eyes frolic

Like current stars of fame
Loops in the hair
Entangled hearts gain
In picking out a dare

Thinking of shadows of success
Wisely to begin early in life
Enough to give access
To crooked agents who thrive

On those unsuspecting lasses
Handing out pennies around
Rather than what they are worth
Measured in diamonds

MMT's Sunday's Whirligig #124
Grace's at d'Verse's OLN # 201

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Be more specific to allay suspicions

                                                                                              Attribution: Sam Droege
Image: Little tiny Sweat Bees (here)

Rivulets of sweat trailing slowly down
Facials moments ago now some big groans
Parking-lot heat-wave
Triggered stifled rage
Shady spots none but open to loud moans

Shades of impression written on her face
Not quite embarrassed she was in a daze
He was taking liberties
Her anxieties not appeased
Chances compromised with such forays

Shades of grey not quite apparent
Be more specific to allay suspicions
Let them be aware
Being seen as fair
To maintain credibility of positions

Lillian at d'Verse's  -  seeking some shades
Jilly's  -  war in a parking lot

A Host par Excellence

                                                                                       Attribution:  Stephen P. Weaver
Image: The Perfect Host (here)

the 11 of 12 given words:
finery hidden gain reactive 
puissant (powerful, mighty, potent)
feelings layers figment naughty imitation
gnossienne (n. a moment of awareness that someone you’ve known
for years still has a private and mysterious inner life)

Colorful finery formal attire
Nothing hidden everything to gain
Reactive to puissant feelings to aspire
To myriads of layers of fame

Without any figment of imagination
Nor naughty imitations of responsibility
There may be reflections of a gnossienne
Contending to exhibit the ability

Drawing on all of his experiences
Extending likes of a nobility
A host par excellence, preeminent
As expected of one with dignity

Marian's at Real Toad's - the tuesday platform
Jilly's Day 23 - Host

Monday, August 7, 2017

the inner self not insisting to be seen

                                                                                       Artist: Pedro Lira  (1845–1912)
Image: Frustrations and Boredom (here)

the 12 given words:
burst chains color surface simmered 
throat matter won label mixed nut punch

the inner self not insisting
to be seen or heard but may
burst into view unwittingly
to give itself away in chains
of color which on the surface
appeared innocent enough

Rage simmered lurking within 
smirking waiting to unleash
its ugly head on the vulnerable
to seize it by the throat in a
matter of seconds

By itself having won a label 
of a mixed nut throwing a wild
punch on all fronts all because
of the frustrations emanating
from a writer's block

Brenda's Sunday Whirl's
Wordle #311
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #365

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Why were adults not talking?

                                                                                            Artist : Erte
Image:  Doves with Aphrodite
-  the ancient Greek goddess of
love and beauty   (here)

Stale bread staring back
Brackish water in a half broken cup
The best on offer
All his worldly possessions
and he was hungry

Child with a blank look
Why were adults not talking?

Much maligned
never given a chance
though opportunities recurred

An olive branch
Doves kept appearing

The absence of political will
but why?
(55 words)

Kerry's at Real Toad's  -  flash 55

Friday, August 4, 2017

Forgotten better days - A Bop

                                                                    Attribution: ŇÄĵŵÅ Ă. Мǻŗǻƒįę from KUWAIT
Image: Hot Cup of Coffee (here)

Smoke gathers round the rim of my coffee cup
remnants of the skirmish in my untouched bowl of cereal
your suitcase sits by the door, the new leather one
not the weary worn green canvas with tags from our trip
to Paris last summer
leaving me with a million
Forgotten better days and a badly written play

Blurred words seep through the wall
you on the phone with some unknown
Being aware of the intrusion where walls have ears
A scary bit rearing its ugly head nonchalantly
You ought to be in firm control you decide
You hang up the line to go on a hunting spree
Gathering dark rain clouds above a tell-tale sign
Stifle the distraction to nip it in the bud
Forgotten better days and a badly written play

You catch it by the throat to hold it tight
No way it is easy for it to take flight
Stultify the attempt by drowning its efforts
To tickle the memories of the good old days
and review the play to fluff the mistake
To triumphantly walk a victory lap with pride
Forgotten better days and a badly written play

Note:1 The given lines in italics
Note: 2 This is a Bop comprising 3 stanzas with 6 lines, 8 lines,
and 6 lines, with a refrain line repeated after each stanza. Given
are the refrain line “Forgotten better days and a badly written play”
and the first two lines of stanza two.
The development of the poem is to present a problem in stanza #1,
expand or explore it in stanza #2, and then either resolve or reveal
a failed attempt as resolution in the last stanza.

Note3 Could not post this for Day 15
Jilly's Day 15 – Bathing in Art
(eccentricity clouds the artist's creation - Saturday July 29) (here)

Jilly's Half-Poem
forgotten-better-days-august-challenge

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Peaceful and mysterious

                                                                            Attribution: Joan Fullerton
Image: Peaceful encounter (here)

Autumn days
Lakeside camouflage
Undisturbed

Sunglasses adorned
Gliding in calm waters
Up periscope
Quietly set and mysterious
Paradise was knocked senseless

Chev's at Carpe Diem #1231 - Serenity
(Mystical Threshold by intuitive artist Joan Fullerton)

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

its days were numbered

                                                                                          Attribution: R Loy
Image: Dinosaurs in throes of love (here) 

mooching (to borrow without intending to return)
smooch (to kiss)

1. baby dinosaur
then lost in the wilderness
its days were numbered

2. mooching for love
just a little smooch
beating the odds

Note: #1.Is a traditional 5-7-5 haiku 
while #2 as suggested by Chev is to 
be a bit of a progressive, in this case 
4-5-4 haiku

Chev's at Carpe Diem  - #1230 glass sculpture 

Saturday, July 29, 2017

eccentricity clouds the artist's creation

                                                                                  Attribution: Eden Hills
Image: A Flower Pot  (here)

“Art often isn’t [nice] though it scrubs the soul fresh”~ Jim Harrison
(Day 15) (here)

MLMM's the 11 of 12 given words:
foolish figment entangle  
willow-wacks (A wooded or uninhabited area)
eccentric hood glint need jump circle
myrmidon (n.)) a person who executes without question or scruple 
a master’s commands)

how foolish to view Art
without a figment of imagination as
one may get entangled in a web as 
mystifying as being in willow-wacks

though in many instances 
eccentricity clouds the artist's creation
but it is not hooded from view

it is there for all to see
it may seem without reasons 
and may be understood only by him

there is still a glint of hope
and a need not to jump to conclusion
the ancient masters had within them
a rare hold on a myrmidon who may
also later be a celebrated artist of fame

they group themselves into their own 
inner circles into known periods typified 
by a specific style and the Art World is all 
the more richer with their contributions

Jilly's Day 15 – Bathing in Art
MLMM's Wordle #166
Kerry's at Real Toad's - the tuesday platform

Refusal to admit, a cause so lame

                                                                                         Attribution: Bill Inglais
Image: Space Shuttle under a Full Moon (here)

“The moon is to blame.  I am innocent”  -  Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason 
(Day 14)

To extract a confession
Is not difficult so to speak
No necessity to 'force' on their conscience
Nor waving threateningly a big stick

When they take a defensive stance
Pushed to the wall
They go into fancy footwork as in a dance
Trying hard to convince all

Blame liberally assigned to others
Finger pointing to them a fair game
Sense of responsibility blurs with excuses
Refusal to admit, a cause so lame

Jilly's Day 14 -  Proverb of Unreason in
28 DAYS OF UNREASON, POETRY
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #364

Friday, July 28, 2017

why was he there right among books?

                                                                                      Attribution: Brigitte N. Brantley
Image: Engrossed in Reading (here)

immersed in his own world
in one corner far from the crowd
realities of life spinning all in a whirl
in a way he was clothed in a shroud

why was he there right among books
the library barely opened minutes ago
his domain away from suspicious looks
known to be right there until time to go

surveying the ceiling for inspiration
often times left high and dry and empty
but when ideas did drop in abundance
tickled to realize a way to his sanctuary

Sumana's at PU's - Midweek Motif finding a sanctuary
Gayle's at d'Verse - OLN #200

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

the joys of innocence

                                                                                             Attribution: pexel photos
Image: The First Kiss  (here)

Sunday's Whiligig 12 given words:
joys best surprise someone sweet laugh
girls  hair think alike deceit only

the joys of innocence
best times of our life
it was no surprise
with someone so sweet
we did laugh together

the girls with shiny hair
the boys unkempt a little
we would think alike
that was all that mattered

no deceit no sulking
only the heart thumping
awkward in the beginning
slivers all over but we did it
yay!
we sealed our first kiss

MMT's Sunday Whirligig Wordle #122
MLMM's Tale Weaver #129  -  kiss
Paul's at Real Toad's Scribble it -  the first time

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

born to carry the burden - a Haibun

                                                                                    Attribution MKA Photography
Image: A Sad Outcome (here)

Sunday Whirl's 12 given words:
beam born carry mean nothing pick
post poor shake string trigger sea

the prose
beaming with laughter but not anymore
born to carry the burden of choice of a mean
father and that of a good-for-nothing beau

to pick the pieces and be first past the post
is a tall order a poor option to say the least

how to shake off the strings of conscience
lest it triggers off a sea of retributions?

the haiku
sins of the father
left in the lurch facing the
music all alone

Clarification: Apologies to Toni
The above meets the conditions of 3 tight paras and a haiku for a Haibun
but not the conditions of # (2) Containing kigo and kireji words (3) Must 
be true (4) Must have actually happened to you.

Brenda's Sunday Whirl Wordle #309
Nekneeraj's at MLMM's Photo Challenge #175
Toni's at d'Verse Haibun Monday - free for all

Monday, July 24, 2017

Holding out and not nervous in any way

                                                                                               Attribution: Eden Hill
Image: Standing its Grounds (here)

10 of 12 given words:
vacant permeates read clip shine 
abash (v)) to destroy the self-confidence make ashamed or embarrassed)
salvage sag nervous
trenchancy (adj.)) incisive or caustic vigorous; effective; energetic)

You may detect a vacant look
That permeates a fertile cow's mind
May have read in a familiar book
Clipping on an outright shine

Unabashed in its intentions
To salvage a sagging intensity
Nowhere its self-confidence
Lacks the much-touted sincerity

Its static and forthright demeanour
Standing tall against attempts to portray
A trenchancy animal has known before
Holding out and not nervous in any way

MLMM's Wordle #165
MLMM's Saturday's Mix 22 July
Marian's at Real Toad's - the tuesday platform

Friday, July 21, 2017

or to fatten up the middle

                                                                                   Attribution: Eden Hills
Image: Given Extra attention
for a Reason (here)

spoilt given extra attention
not to mention
garbed with warmers
ego boosters

livened up and so it would seem
nice and loving
not to intrude
even from broods

or to fatten up the middle
not to cuddle
gave them the creeps
to end dead meat

Frank's at d'Verse's MTB  -  the minute poem
MLMM's Saturday's Mix

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

our brethren perished at the end of gun barrels

                                                                                                   Author: PRAB1988
Image: A Lone Tusker (here)

11 of 12 given words:
climb pangs offhand vague sadness our perish reappear
sallow (adj) of a sickly, yellowish or lightish brown color
nepenthe (n.) anything inducing a pleasurable sensation of forgetfulness,
abdicate (v)) to relinquish a right, power, claim,

slow climb with pangs of regret at the sallow picture
offhand it masked vague reminiscences of sadness
our brethren perished at the end of gun barrels
such soulful images would reappear again and again

it triggered off a nepenthe of feelings to readily forget
we tried to push back those sad moments into oblivion
not to abdicate the sense of pride in the animal world
of enormity strength and beauty of ivory within us

MlMM's Wordle #164
Susan's at PU's Midweek Motif  -  mask