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Rated: E · Book · Writing · #2249896

Book of poems written for the second and third years of the Promptly Poetry Challenge.

2023 Quill Nominee


Poems written for Promptly Poetry Years Two and Three. Year three is four poems short of being complete but, having reached 100, I have run out of room in this book for the last few of 2023. This overflow will be consigned to the previous collection of Promptly poems, named Promptly Poetry.
February 28, 2023 at 7:25pm
February 28, 2023 at 7:25pm
#1045714
Mirror Man

I knew a man from the mirror once,
he seemed like any other.
A jovial man, of gentle humour,
he could have been my brother.

Except for this, a quirky gift,
he was able to write backwards,
and forward too and upside down
believe me, it’s no canard.

But worst of all he showed me how
in mirror writing he was adept.
Just think of how he gained these skills;
I tried them too, and wept.

What makes a man devote himself
to talents so obscure?
It baffled me for many a year,
still seems like torture pure.



Line count: 16
Rhymed abcb
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 34
Prompt: Mirror.
Note: True story, honest.

February 22, 2023 at 4:56pm
February 22, 2023 at 4:56pm
#1045354
Daydream

Unopened lies the gift forgotten in the pile,
unopened the dream of yesterday,
unopened the source of the headwaters of the Nile,
unopened the life that’s gone away.

The spark that failed to catch the driest tinder,
the coiled spring never loosed to its unwinding,
the best intentions burnt until a cinder,
the story lost or maybe never ending.



Line count: 8
Rhymed abab
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 33
Prompt: Unopened.

February 13, 2023 at 11:30am
February 13, 2023 at 11:30am
#1044715
Triolet


The ringing repetition sounds
Within restraint it tolls again
When placed within this form and bounds
The ringing repetition sounds
A strange enjoyment we have found
The words go leaping from the pen
The ringing repetition sounds
Within restraint it tolls again



Line count: 8
Form: Triolet, rhymed ABaAabAB, 8 syllables per line, iambic tetrameter meter
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, 02.13.23
Prompt: Triolet form, any subject.
Note: Taking my cue from the first example given in the Shadow Poetry link, I have taken the traditional route and dispensed with punctuation, while starting each line with a capital.

February 6, 2023 at 10:59am
February 6, 2023 at 10:59am
#1044349
An old elephant bowed down by a lifetime of work.  Good grief, he sounds like me!


Elephant Years

Don’t speak to me of your old age -
my wrinkles wrote the book and page.

Though your hair may be grey and ever so thin -
I’m grey all over and bald as a pin.

When you talk of the past and the days you call yore -
I remember it all and have forgotten much more.

You’re weak and you’re feeble and once were so strong -
I’ve worked all my days and still carry on.

Thine eyelid so saggy and vision so weary -
my eyes are the same but even more bleary.

Your nose is so huge and ears have gone flappy -
to compare them to mine would only be sappy.

You say that your aches and your pains multiply -
mine are the same but by size magnified.

It’s true that you’re old, but your years have been kind -
the fact is I’ve laboured for time out of mind.



Line count: 16
Rhyming couplets
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 31 2023
Prompt: As per illustration.

February 1, 2023 at 2:59pm
February 1, 2023 at 2:59pm
#1044011
Oak

Weather being the business of trees,
if you would learn of sun or storm,
of drought or drizzle, cloud or clear,
go ask the old oak tree there on the hill,
sit on a root, lean back on his trunk,
speak of the weather and heed his reply,
the wind in his branches, the chatter of leaves,
semaphore lessons in speckles of light,
philosophy written in ages old bark,
watch as he sorts through collections of rings,
history drawn through the heart of his being,
tales of his cousins all gone to sea,
memories in the voices of skeleton houses,
talk of his children scattered in thousands,
days in the cold of winter and wind,
squirrel and nestlings in the bright hand of summer,
seasons of growth and hard times alike,
shelter and comfort beneath his wide boughs.



Line count: 18
Free verse
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 30 2023
Prompt: Use the words “storm” and “oak tree” in your poem.


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