Etched in Sunset – Minute Poem – January 28, 2016

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in the shadows of the gloaming
each line etched
against the lake
in black and white

in the twilight we leave the shore
and lake birds call,
shrilly voicing
their last goodbyes

in this moment of day’s passing
a star rises
to guide our steps
ever homeward

G.s.k. ‘16

The was written using the form Minute presented on:  Three-Day Midweek by Quickly’s Winter Doldrums

Poetry Challenge (Poet’s Corner) – Minute Poem – May 22, 2015

Rustic snow with firmaFramed

first lights of dying springtime dawns
birds sing their songs
what lessons learned
will soon be burned

alone I walk forever on
just one more pawn
singing my rhyme
biding my time

what’s the lesson to be found –
on the spring ground
this grass now green
is a passing scene

© G.s.k. ‘15

I’m afraid that technically this is not exactly a minute poem … the iamb isn’t strict and the last line has 5 instead of 4 syllables – but I hope you enjoy the poem anyway.  Bastet

Inspired by the Poet’s Corner

The Tree House – Minute Poem and Shadorma – August 30, 2014

zoomed tree houseThe Tree House (Minute Poem)

The magic land of childhood dreams
Delighted screams
Come to my mind
Now left behind …

In this tree house was happiness
Sweet loving bliss
Where children play
Throughout the day …

Worlds created from fairy books
Calm loving looks
Ne’er a bad word
A perfect world.

(Shadorma)

Innocence
Childhood happiness
Princes and kings
Princesses
With happy ever after
As the ending line.

Written for Mindlovesmisery’s Menagerie

(Modified) Minute Poem: Blogging

(Modified) Minute Poem

Blogging

This is just another morning
woke-up…writing
dreamt a poem
read the reader
wrote some comments

Maybe today’s somehow special
process photos
submit a post
search out a rhyme
write power shorts

Didn’t put up my weekly prompt
sit back and think
reflect and search
just go forward
I’ll do it now

OctPoWriMo 2013: Day 14

Thursday Poetry Prompt Trial 2: The Bandit

Thursday Poetry Prompt. Trial two.

Prompt: Think of a cliché.  Seriously.  Think of something overused in the literary arts, something like “It was a dark and stormy night.”  Now, take that cliché and rewrite it!  Form a poem over it.  Not just any kind of poem, though.  This week, the form will be the Minute Poem.

Literary Cliché: The bad guy who kills/loots/does a lot of despicable criminal stuff? Has a sad miserable past and STILL misses his mother.

The Bandit

He was an all time mean bandit,
heart of granite
lover of rape
robber of babes!

He’d kill you and slaughtered his sis
yes, ’twas the pits
monster’s were nice,
it came to light!

Ah, but for his mamma that lad
wasn’t at all bad
he brought her flowers,
and bonsai bowers!

Written for We Drink Because We’re Poets

Thursday Poetry Prompt – Clichés: A Sekhmet Rant

Prompt: Think of a cliché.  Seriously.  Think of something overused in the literary arts, something like “It was a dark and stormy night.”  Now, take that cliché and rewrite it!  Form a poem over it.  Not just any kind of poem, though.  This week, the form will be the Minute Poem.

Minute Poetry is a three stanza rhyme of 12 lines and 60 syllables.  The meter and rhyme are as follows:

8, 4, 4, 4 / 8, 4, 4, 4 / 8, 4, 4, 4

a, a, b, b / c, c, d, d / e, e, f, f

A Man or a Mouse, Sekhmet’s Reply

Are you a man or a mouse? Well!
Blast you to hell!
I’m Sekhmet, Cat!
Goddess at that!

Mightiest warrior and female too!
Neither of the two
mice or men are
are up to par!

The courage of women, renowned…
we have thus found,
both mice and men
lacking, Amen!

Written for We Drink Because We’re Poets Thursday Poetry Prompt.