Last week I brought the deadline forward without warning and a couple of you missed it, so I’ll post the last entries from the ‘pebbles’ challenge first.
Himanshu’s poem includes the suggested words to form a lovely short piece with a real stunner of a last line
Jane’s poetry challenge | hbhatnagar
and DAON whose free verse poem starts off with serious intent, but ends up on the humorous side of the bay.
Note #48 Shores – Detailed Accounts of Nothing
Back to the Drowning leaves challenge, and a collection of very attractive trilonnets.
Peter’s poem took me by surprise. I wasn’t expecting a photograph of fallen leaves in a pool of water to inspire a poem about an owl. But it works!
Sarah from the south west with two trilonnets that I’ve only just seen. Both autumnal with the sense of coming winter, but with very different tones.
The light is gone – for Jane Dougherty | fmme writes poems
The crow with a hallmark poem of doom and gloom, but with antique lions! Great stuff;
antique lions (20160622) – Caw!
Lady Lee from Manila with a poem about lost love but no regrets;
Poetry challenge #36: Drowning leaves – ladyleemanila
Ken’s poem is more philosophical than sad, hopeful in a gentle way. Some lovely words here.
Facing Winter | rivrvlogr
Kat with a cry of consternation at the recent senseless events that have caused so much suffering across the world.
No Words – A Trilonnet | like mercury colliding…
Sri with two poems, very different in style. The first is a Christmas card of winter images, the second much more personal, a cry from the heart.
Kerfe’s is one of those poems that give me cold shivers. It needs to be read over several times to get everything out of it. Beautiful art work too.
This World Will Still | method two madness
Tricia’s poem is a small tragedy, the kind of story you find in country songs. Dark and bleak.
The Light is Gone – A Creative State of Mind
Geoff, as is to be expected, knocks a hole in the ceiling of gloom and lets in a bit of fun. All those who live with four-legged demons/friends will understand.
The Mysterious Puddle #poetry #poems #prompt | TanGental
Janice’s poem is an elegy for a leaf. Beautiful and unexpected.
I love Merril’s poem. A lullaby is also unexpected, for me anyway, and it’s a lovely one.
Lullaby | Yesterday and today: Merril’s historical musings
Like Kerfe’s poem, Louise’s takes in the vastness of space and a falling leaf. Beautiful images.
The Light Is Gone, the Sky Is Lost – Fantasy Raconteur
Once again, I’m astonished at the variety of emotions and ways of looking at the image. Very well done all of you!
Look in tomorrow for a new theme.