Some fine poems this week, as usual, and for some reason, they were all the kind of poems that I went back to again and again. No baulking at the rhyme hurdle. This is getting too easy! Thanks to everybody taking part—you are a treat to read.
First one in was from Annie—a first timer. Welcome!
From Kim in North Norfolk, a sea song, in praise of a wild, powerful element.
Merril’s poem is a magical, dreamy experience. That Boorman film must have really got to her!
Kerfe’s poem is a fast-moving jungling of words that I find just a little unsettling. Jokers, jesters, fairground stuff has that effect on me. Wonder what other people think?
Kat Myrman—on the nature of poetry, with a lovely rather unearthly illustration. Translucent night-flowering flower? Deep sea Medusa?
Janice’s poem is a timely message. I love that last stanza.
Doug the Trope, or should I say the Trompe? How to take an innocent façade and turn it into a metaphor of our rather futile urban existence.
Geoff, as usual turning a perfectly serious subject into a comedy sketch.
Sri with another sea song, this time a sailor’s sea shanty.
Cheryl, another first timer, who uses the repeated first line to good effect, hammering home her determination to make tomorrow better.
Ken, who I thought was going to time himself out this week. His poem is a journey through the meandering thought processes of a poet.
Tomorrow’s theme will be another new one. See you then 🙂