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 |
Back turned to me I look up, the Moon! but you hide on the far side where I can never find you. Yes, I sing to stars, but I can't tune out your voice, or forget your round blue face. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.187] (14.juli.2021) For:
Form: Sedoka. Two stanzas (each of which is called a katauta). Each has three lines, with 5,7,7 syllables. Rhyme Scheme: No! These are unrhymed. Theme: The stanzas are used to see something from two different perspectives. They are often considered a 'conversation' between two lovers, so that it can be like a question and answer. There can be other themes and imagery involved, but try to let the theme of love shine through somehow. |
Christening Listen to the sparrows chirping for food. They have babies to feed. Who will feed them? Their vision focuses on kindness and crumbs. Hear their pleas. — Don't ignore them. I live off the crumbs that others leave, if not for me then for someone in need. Tears glisten. I've been seen. I've been seen! The kindness of strangers awes me. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.184] (3.juli.2021) Prompt: Write a poem using one, or all, of these words: glisten, vision, christen. No line count or form restrictions For
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