A bumper crop this week, so a big thank you to everyone who participated and pondered on participating. Lovely poems as usual.
Elaine, a first timer was also first in this week. Elaine posted from twitter and WP won’t show her address, so if you’re reading this Elaine, send me a link next time and I’ll be pleased to post it.
Winter’s freezing grasp
squeezing back life
dominates
the earth
’til
weak shoots
gather strength
and push together:
Verdant uprising!
Jennifer. Gorgeous as usual. Just read it and enjoy.
March 2, 05:30 | Graceful Press Poetry
Kat—not dull at all but bright and uplifting.
Dull | like mercury colliding…
Ken’s bird’s eye view. Lovely.
Flying Free
darkness, like a hood
enveloping
enclosing
soothing
loosed
at once
revealing
pent energy
prized light and freedom
forward beat of wings
reeling higher
seeking prey
quick turn
dive
eyes fixed
ground rising
closing on prey
talons find their mark
visions of darkness
clouding hunger
for freedom
fading
gone
wings beat
wild and free
bidding farewell
constraints left behind
https://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/2016/03/02/flying-free/
Peter sent in a conifer poem first, but we’ll let that pass.
https://peterbouchier.wordpress.com/english-essays-and-poems-2/dawn-of-spring/
and a second poem that really is an hourglass, with a beautiful nautical theme.
https://peterbouchier.wordpress.com/english-essays-and-poems-2/sand-of-time/
Geoff’s first attempt, he wasn’t quite satisfied with. Second attempt, bet he wishes he’d had a chance 🙂
The price of the hourglass
It is every girl’s dream
That one day she’ll
Achieve the
Perfect
Figure
Though wise
Heads warn her
She’ll regret the
Figure paid for that dream
Marilyn Monroe’s
Shapely bosom
Led Men’s eyes
To her
Waist
From where
Those same men
Concluded she
Had no brains. Dickheads
Natalia with a magical ‘chalice’.
Cauldron of Creativity | Weaving Gold
Sri with an hourglass take on the nine waves theme she has adopted 🙂
https://srisudhak.wordpress.com/2016/03/02/hour-glasses-of-nine-waves/
Merril with two playfull, springlike poems.
Flowers and Books, Two Hourglass Poems | Yesterday and today: Merril’s historical musings
Pat—with a blaze of colour and turning seasons
Time | thoughts and entanglements
Kerfe—with a title like that, who else could have written it?
Fierce Fossils | method two madness
Janice—placid and hushed, waiting for spring.
I say ‘cattail’–you say ‘bulrush’ – Ontheland
Kim—the exact opposite to peaceful, all sparks and electricity.
The Truth of Words – an hour glass poem – writing in north norfolk
Doug—takes the reader from here to megalithic times in the space of a few lines. Tremendous.
Marje sent in this delicate little hourglass, so appropriate for the theme, just as I was preparing the post.
https://kyrosmagica.wordpress.com/2016/03/08/jane-dougherty-poetry-hourglass-challenge/
Thanks again. The poetry is wonderful, it really is. Tomorrow, another theme. Be prepared for a change of tempo.
Jane Dougherty Writes 
Wonderful job by all!
A change of tempo, huh? OK. I’m curious. 🙂
I like poetry with rules and with a refrain, like a song. You have been warned.
Uh oh. 🙂
Fraid so.
It seems the change on seasons is on many minds. I second Merril, another wonderful group of observations, and curiosity. (K)
You are a very observant bunch of people and very in tune with what’s going on around you.
I fell in with a good crowd this week. Of course, that’s the case every week!
It was a very good crop this week. But then, as you say, it always is 🙂
So much fun to hear all the different voices, gathered together. 🙂
That’s always the feeling I get 🙂