Not What She Had in Mind...

 You promised me the earth

but things have not panned out;

my mother said I had made my bed

therefore I must not pout.

I was hoping for red roses

entwined with lilac lace,

not the actual dirty soil 

that's for our gardening space!

Lillian at dverse poets, has given us our quadrille prompt for today. It must be exactly 44 words and include some form of the word 'promise'. Here's the link:   Promises Promises

A Collection of Things...

 One ancient old coin

soon a drawer full ~

a collection of things.

Grandma's old china

plate by cracked plate ~

a collection of things.

Paint tins and brushes

dried and useless ~

a collection of things.

Seashells and driftwood

arranged in a line ~

a collection of things.

Keepsakes or reminders

stored in square boxes ~

a collection of things.

Lodged in our thinking

what is worth keeping ~

a collection of things?

Dora, at dverse poets, has prompted us to pen a poem that incorporates repetition.

Here's the link: Repetition and Mantras

The Poet...

He was a word-cutter

 with a pen-butter,

 to smoothly apply the lines;

a rhythm-counter,

a quick-surmounter

who knew his poetry signs.

A sweet-talker,

a poetry-stalker

whose heart was always on fire;

a language-lover

 with a published first-cover,

truly a loyal word-crier!

Bjorn at dverse poets, has prompted us to pen a poem which contains 'kennings'. In the link to dverse we find the explanation of what kennings are. I'm not too sure if I have executed the form correctly.

Here's the link: Getting to know Kennings

 

Blink Three Times...

The porch light would blink three times

signaling it was time her girls came inside,

yet boyfriend kisses lingered long into the night.

Three daughters, three boys and three cars,

parked before the house causing worry 

that virtues could be stolen.

Blink, blink, blink!

De at dverse poets has given us our Quadrille prompt for today. It must be exactly 44 words and contain some form of the word 'light'. Here's the link:  Light Quadrilles

My quadrille is a snapshot of my two sisters and I in the 1960's. Our mother would really do this! Hehe.

When Irish Eyes are Smiling...

 Blue eyes didn't run in the family. It was green eyes all the way! Olive skin, green eyes and dark hair, seen generation after generation of the O'Connor dynasties. However, a spanner in the works was about to be witnessed.

    Colleen O'Connor became pregnant. She wouldn't admit to who the father was but lived out the nine months with a smile on her face. When her baby was born, her family rallied to see the baby.

 "Look!" exclaimed the grandmother. "There! You can see a very small patch of dark blue, framed by a little branch, pinned up by a naughty star!"

The baby indeed had blue eyes, with fine light eyelashes and eyebrows, which framed the baby's eyes. As for the naughty star? It was the grandmother's way of pointing out that Colleen had had an improper liaison, not that Colleen minded.

Kim at dverse poets has prompted us to pen a prosery of 144 words. It must include the following lines from 'Novel' by Rimbaud:

 'There you can see a very small patch

 of dark blue,

framed by a little branch,

pinned up by a naughty star.'

Here is the link:  Prosery

Strings and Strands...

Knit one, pearl one, 

camphor and violets

fine wool and pearls

patience and love.

Knit one, pearl one,

hands and fingers

wrinkles and folds

kindness and grace.

Knit one, pearl one,

 memories and strands

 lavender and lace

strings of attachment

   to a bygone era...

Lisa, at dverse poets, is hosting our 44 word quadrille challenge today. We must include some form of the word 'string'.

Here's the link to dverse: Plucking Strings