Play it Loud

As part of my dVerse prompt on Soul Jane Dougherty wrote this wonderfully lyrical piece. Something in the wind tonight Plays music with the wild starlight, As I listen to the planets’ roar, On this misty foreign shore, And though I look I’ll never find The lost and faded left behind.   So play the …

invisible sun

you bring warmth to me, and so fulfill your role, like some invisible Sun light falling on me, in this darkness of soul, like some invisible Sun instinctively I look upwards to find you, but it is impossible this temporal veil seems real, i am not whole, like some invisible Sun weeds grow from the …

broken link

love descended upon my soul and scattered the walls all came tumbling down around me and broken unspoken thoughts could not fall from my self stitched lips gripped by that need to protect the other from the dark meaning keening from a cavernous place that needs to keep well hidden sudden bursts of dangerous insanity …

bodies

nobody's eyes fell here on this text, so nobody knew deep inside that this poem was all about nobody, till somebody probably did somebody knew about everything, till nobody knew that he died so was it somebody or nobody, that lay under coffin's dark lid the question it seems that is out there, is who …

stitched in 9

word ordered flow landing specific to being it there here   we whilst flew window outward back and away in then time now   echoes of nothing connected not-ness not connection in the space but there   do you bone the feel of that barrel begin your end and time your stopping   together stitching …

isn’t is

lines full of word had all want gone in their space for nothing   no-word for no-one through slips given was lost in the found songful   silent hope fought in the ground   wisp o'er the willing or seeming not enough up hell to go down   heaven fell climbing among stares word angels …

mirrors

Who taught us that there are only 196 kinds of people because there are 196 countries? We're all one earthquake, one civil cry short of becoming refugees and that speaks a lot about the fault lines under our own democracies...." "Go Back to Your Own Country!" by Ankita Shah & Ramneek Singh   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oxn7WGXOZMU Welcome …

sleep tight

Welcome!  This is Frank Hubeny. The form today is Ottava rima, an old Italian form consisting of multiple stanzas each of eight lines using iambic meter and having the rhyme pattern abababcc. Although one can go on and on indefinitely with ottava rima stanzas, for this challenge let’s limit the number of stanzas to four …

shocking

The prompt from The Toads today is 'Out of the Standard: Photo Finish' For today’s prompt,we are provided with images, and we get to write a poem around them. But This wouldn’t be the out of standard without a teeny, tiny twist. Under each photo is an phrase that doesn’t exactly match the photo. Your …

Heath’s Cliff

The challenge tonight at dVerse, offered by Kim is to write a modern dramatic monologue about a plot to do away with someone (or something). We don’t have to write twelve stanzas, ( as per  Robert Browning's 'laboratory') but she asks that we emulate the form as closely as possible with regard to the rhyme …