Last week’s challenge was a challenge for me too, since a rather quirky poetry form I find appealing may not appeal to anyone else. Apparently it did though, and the results are wonderful. Here they are, as usual, in order of appearance.
Jennifer from Graceful Press Poetry got the challenge off to a tremendous start when she posted this double take, of which the second is a circular poem.
https://gracefulpress.wordpress.com/2015/11/26/almost-winter-dreams/
Next is Ken’s contribution. Definitely a Monday morning poem ๐
TRUE BREW
For a grind, grating on his ear,
near to cacophony as any sound
round about sunrise,
eyes open barely enough to see,
he seems not to mind,
finding satisfaction in the scene,
beansโ aroma pleasing,
teasing his palate with yet to be savored
flavor, its brew offering so much more,
for a grind, grating on his ear.
https://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/2015/11/26/true-brew/
Then Carol from WritersDream, I suppose what happens after you’ve had Ken’s start to the day.
https://writersdream9.wordpress.com/2015/11/26/settingcircular/
Doug, the Elusive Trope sent this, specially for writers.
Therapeutic Coloring
black line pattern on white page
assuage with an invite
incite the mind to focus
locus after locus asking for color
whir of inner gears
blear at first
immerse in the pigment plethora
opera of hues
blue brown green
marine and earthen
beckon down serenityโs track
black line pattern on white page
http://elusivetrope.com/2015/11/27/therapeutic-coloring/
Janice, Ontheland, sent this one, another serene poem accompanied by a luscious photo.
Cloud Arrow in Sunset Sky | Ontheland
Bastet sent in this gorgeous offering, a watery poem I particularly likedโyou listening, Ken?
รilis sent in this tremendous poem.
How can I recall what is almost forgotten
Lost in a thorny world
Hurled into ceaseless motion
Oceans of grief rise their tides
Behind a heart shut tight to more pain
Again I am wandering
Squandering what I cannot name
Game up, and I have little to show.
Oh, but Iโll stand strong against the coldโฆ
Old stories those, we learn little
Itโll be a wonder if anything changes
Ages may pass, what of the new
Do you really think it will be so enlightened and grand
And in the survival of the day to day
We pay dearly, the cost passes but a few
Too many left hungry, pleading, wanting
Some haunting the places where they learned to be tame
The same, alas, they and I
I am what is almost forgotten.
I’m linking to another of รilis’ poems, Navigation, another circular poem you might like to read too.
Last one in this week is from Kerfe, short, terse, and with a great illustration!
Junk Mail Art 7: A Portrait and an Interview | method two madness
Thank you so much for participating, and for creating so much lovely poetry. Look in for challenge #8 tomorrow;
Oh no! I missed it again! Head in the clouds lately. Some fab poems here, I really like the circular form. Especially love the coffee poem, love coffee! And รilis’s grand whirling emotional one!
Great, aren’t they? If you ever do get it together to write one, send me the link and I’ll put you in a special bonus post ๐
Ok thank you! Xxx
Such beautiful poetry you have inspired, Jane! Thanks for this!
I agreeโIt’s gratifying to see the results.
Did someone say water? ๐
All are excellent. Thank you, Jane.
Thank you for playing along ๐
I’m really impressed with both the variety and imaginative results. Getting a flow without sounding forced is quite a challenge. (K)
I’m always impressed by the results ๐
Such wonderful poems, Jane. I may try it myself–one of these days. ๐
I’d be very flattered if you did ๐
I tried doing the Circular Style while at the same time writing a poem in a new form with similarities to the Circular. It is called ’28’ form. I explain it as well as other poetry styles on my POETRY page on thesecretkeeper.net/. Here is my presentation which was this weeks (5) words Weekly Writing Challenge #15. I hope you like it. I did drop the last line but used the rhymes in the challenge, making it a ’28’ form. I wanted to try both- jk
HAUNT THE DARK
Ghosts confused haunt the dark night
Light crosses the tables dust
Must death fill life with the strange
Deranged the rough thoughts turning
Ghosts confused haunt the dark night
ยฉ jk 2015
I like this. Must look into this ’28’ form. Thanks for pointing it out ๐
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