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Rated: 13+ · Book · Cultural · #2299350
Poems for year 4 of the Promptly Poetry Challenge.
A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024.
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February 22, 2024 at 8:27am
February 22, 2024 at 8:27am
#1064669
Allesley Churchyard

I’m on the outside looking in,
my feet in the street,
traffic at my back,
all noise and motion,
but my eyes on the scene
through gateway arch
to the churchyard and peace
shaded by the yew trees
in dark seclusion,
heads together,
they whisper of their roots
buried deep beneath the soil
with the sleepers at their rest,
in a different country now,
their stone testaments
fading with the years,
and I, contemplating
mortality.



Line count: 18
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 30
Prompt: Gateway.

February 13, 2024 at 7:51am
February 13, 2024 at 7:51am
#1064115
Lost

Oh, bright the sparkling light of that first dawn
when we, the babe, do greet our wak’ning morn
with lusty cries, indignant, angry fists,
and bleary eyes clamped tight against the mists.

Our solace then our mother’s warming breast,
so beats the heart from chest to tiny chest
till mild and gentle sleep the sobs doth soothe,
our anger stilled in consolation smooth.

How soon those birthing moments lost to time
do fade beneath life’s mesmerising rhyme
our former home of comfort tightly wound
forgotten now behind the daily round.



Line count: 12
Form: Sonnet, iambic pentameter, rhymed aabb
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 29 2024
Prompt: Lost.

February 5, 2024 at 2:18pm
February 5, 2024 at 2:18pm
#1063562
Of Hoists and Petards

Ed was a trendy young bloke
who gloried in being so woke
he argued all night
‘gainst everything right
and now he’s the butt of this joke.



Line count: 5
Form: Limerick (rhymed AABBA, anapestic metre)
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 28 2024
Prompt: Write a limerick.

January 31, 2024 at 10:32am
January 31, 2024 at 10:32am
#1063233


Harvest

Red Delicious and Golden,
Granny Smith and Jazz,
Honeycrisp and Empire,
Ambrosia, Pippin, and Rave,
Belle de Boskoop and Cripps
Pink as the day you were born,
Evercrisp and Akane,
Arkansas Black in the face,
Rosalynn, Smitten, and Sunrise
Magic in each their own way,
Gravenstein and Sweetie,
the apples of autumn all.



Line count: 12
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 27 2024
Prompt: As per Illustration.

January 24, 2024 at 10:48am
January 24, 2024 at 10:48am
#1062902
Eyes

The world
devoured by eyes,
your eyes, my eyes
life poured eternal into them,
storm drains for flood waters,
they suck existence
from without,
light consumed
but unabated,
ever feeding,
never sated,
eyes will drink
and will not cease
till fate the switch does flick.



Line count: 14
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 26 2024
Prompt: Eyes.

January 16, 2024 at 11:36am
January 16, 2024 at 11:36am
#1062481
Mark Knopfler

A simple man
of frame most spare
unimposing
upon the air

with voice so still
to tell the tale
while his guitar
doth weep and wail

and so he breaks
the empty hush
with gentle notes
while mem’ries rush

the music swells
with passion strong
then fades away
to yearn and long

and so he fills
the gathered throng
with days of youth
and soaring song

each gifted note
to pluck their strings
to lift them up
and make them sing

so in the end
they live a life
in other’s tales
of love and strife.



Line count: 28
Rhymed abcb
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 25
Prompt: Music.
Notes: Mark has been described as the most lyrical of all lead guitarists and there is no doubt he deserves that accolade. But he is much more as well. He unfailingly finds the most beautiful variations of any melody when improvising in those extended lead breaks so typical of him. in this, he is more akin to a modern Johann Sebastian Bach than the vast run of rock musicians. As a lyricist, too, he is outstanding, finding subjects close to his heart and, through gifted word choice, allowing us to feel in the same way. Modern lyricists are often called poets (too often, in my estimation), but Mark deserves that description as much or more than any of them. Yet still, this stands as mere assistant to the quality of his musicianship. There is none other that can make a guitar speak as Mark can. I cannot speak highly enough of him.

January 10, 2024 at 4:29pm
January 10, 2024 at 4:29pm
#1062172
Innocence

Innocence
Pure, unsullied
Disarming, revealing, inspiring
Rare and spotless sacrifice
Scapegoat



Line count: 5
Form: Cinquain
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 24 2024
Prompt: Write a cinquain.

January 3, 2024 at 12:58pm
January 3, 2024 at 12:58pm
#1061801
Web

All night she worked
by moon and stars,
by warp and woof,
her secret skill,
and now her silver veil,
bejewelled with dew,
reflects the morning light
in delicate array.

All day she waits
while woven wisp
entices trade
and passersby,
their presence
presents gifted
by innocence deceived
and web in tatters left.

This night she’ll work
and weave anew.



Line count: 18
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 23 2024
Prompt: Photo of spider’s web.

December 27, 2023 at 9:29am
December 27, 2023 at 9:29am
#1061471
Oh Tropic Nights

Oh tropic nights
when insect hum
and buzz and click
and creatures call
and wail and moan
a woven shroud
a lullaby
of warm enfolding sound

Oh tropic nights
of stars outspread
in myriad array
their shining hordes
unloosed and bright
on velvet skies
so far and vast
of darkest indigo.

Oh tropic nights
humidity
and sweat-soaked sheets
to turn and twist
in sleepless search
and fevered dreams
torment indeed
to fill the stifling hours.



Line count: 24
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 22 2023
Prompt: Stars.

December 22, 2023 at 7:51am
December 22, 2023 at 7:51am
#1061299
OK, Passion

Passion is a heady draught,
sometimes it makes us daft;
at others lifts unto the heights,
with other worlds in sight

When bound by passion’s mighty grip,
how easily we slip
from grace into such sad folly,
that sends us off our trolley.

It’s for the young, that is the thing,
they stand the pain it brings;
and now that we have grown so old,
with luck, it leaves us cold.



Line count: 12
Rhymed couplets
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 21 2023
Prompt: Passion.
Note: I found this prompt probably the hardest ever encountered in
Promptly, which is the reason for my taking five days to ponder on it. The problem was that I was trying to say something serious about the subject and there is just too much to say in that case. In the end I have been reduced to being flippant. My apologies.

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