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 Poems for years 4 and 5 of the Promptly Poetry Challenge. |
| A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the year following, from August 2024 to August 2025 (provided I live that long, of course). |
| Wayfarer Bird of endless summer, I’ve heard the word, word of wisdom but never winter’s bird; fall creeps in and she hears the season’s call, call unto the flock when the leaves do fall - so the gathering leaves before the snow (snow may freeze the land and hunger bite so). Goal of bird’s united aim, the opposite pole, pole of north to southern waste their sole goal, far the journey in pursuit of a star, star recedes at night and day lures afar, turn the world of summer-bent Arctic Tern, tern travels on and back again in turn. Line count: 12 Form: Mirror Sestat For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 40 Prompt: Write a Mirror Sestat. |
 May Emptied box upon the bed, clutter on the blanket spread - an open book long half read, notepad, specs, and roses (dead), bottle with some green perfume, forgotten scent fills the room, morning coffee gone stone cold calendar speaks of times now old, a note I thought thrown away, long lost greeting, “Hello, May.” I remember well that day - you smiled before you went away; gone for years and once returned, wrote that note before I learned you were back but left again. Memories I counted slain, ceased for me to dwell upon, stir, and rising with the sun, awoken just to spoil my day, remember me, my name is May. Line count: 20 Rhymed aabb For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 39 Prompt: As per illustration. |
| Obsession I wanted a slot car set I was given a train set it was amusing enough but far from favourite slot cars came much later in that no-man’s land between child and adult but so fierce my desire it stayed with me always through combined sets with friends afire the same and self made cars correct in smallest detail. Still I watch the races and dream. Line count: 15 Free verse For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 38 Prompt: Write a poem about your favorite childhood toy. |
 A Clipped Conversation 2 The bulldog clip and tiny child on shoulder carried, meek and mild, approached Sir Egg Cup and enquired “Can you help, sir? We’re lost and tired.” Answer Egg Cup gave them none, the spoon inside his head had done such damage when it stirred his brain, and sent his knowledge down the drain. You may have seen these things before I wrote of them in days of yore now much has changed and sad to say Sir Egg Cup’s spoon has gone away. Line count: 12 Rhymed couplets in (mainly) trochaic tetrameter For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 37 Prompt: Pick any object in your room. Now write a poem describing this object. |
| Enough Already Old age is content to only sit and dream far from in the stream, without a new intent, old age is still content The young may build and scheme of deeds afire that gleam, but far beyond repent, old age remains content These things were once the cream, perhaps more than they seem, but sometimes called misspent, and old age is content. Line count: 13 Form: Dansa For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 36 Prompt: Write a poem in Dansa form. |
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