Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣ L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I LV COMMENTS! On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links: These pictures rotate. Kåre Enga ~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
Jack, the cat, a man in a hat and a squadron of bats? ** Image ID #2233404 Unavailable ** We meet again What does Jack know that the Cat can't tell what spell comes forth from Hell on the wings of bats. You, in the top-hat, what did you say? We've met before, so good to see you. I stand unafraid. I smile amused. What Jack don't know and the Cat won't say is I've summoned you from those unmarked graves and beneath my cloak I will not cringe nor falter for in the end, your end, all obey me. Jack is dead but his grin doesn't know it. The cat's come back eight times already! And you? You only die twice and your time is up. If I open my cloak... If I dare to speak... You'll see only the black hole that awaits you and the voice of Death you dare not defy! © Kåre Enga [177.239] (4.oktober.2020) 20 lines in 'couplets'. Some rhyme and alliteration. For:
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Herculaneum who stole gold, grabbed goods, huddled as ash descended malefic intentions, fossilized, forgotten © Kåre Enga [177.238] (5.oktober.2020) Prompt: malefic. 24 syllable free verse: 3/2/2/5 6/6, alliteration of 'g', 'f' and consonance of 'd'. For:
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