Book of poems written for the second and third years of the Promptly Poetry Challenge. |
![]() 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. |
| Balance If uneasy lies the head that wears the crown, tranquil sleeps the ploughman in his bed, serene the thoughts of parlourmaid in town, in dreams the child wanders without dread. Power presents accounting of the cost, riches demand expenditure on guards, authority requires assessment of what’s lost, paranoia rules the lives by silver starred. Price is set by how much is desired, payment mirrors the need for what is sought, service signs the contract when it’s hired, the market owns the rules of sold and bought. Line count: 12 Rhymed abab For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 42 Prompt: Tranquil. |
Whew Seems to me a bit twee, this matter of syllables lengthy and many; if we had to pay, they’d cost a pretty penny, for each line to be twelve is much more than plenty - ambitious it seems but why not go for twenty? Take a breath or just death. Line count: 8 Form: Tigerjade - Syllable Count: 3-3-12-12-12-12-3-3, Rhyme Scheme: a-a-b-b-c-c-d-d For Promptly Poetry, Week 41 Prompt: Poet’s choice. Note: “Twee” is an English word defined by Oxford Languages as “excessively or affectedly quaint, pretty, or sentimental.” |
| Shadows For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. 1 Corinthians 13:12 What then of these shadows, stretched long in the sharp angles of the evening of days, warped and twisted by the ripple in the glass of a world gone mad? Shall these empty echoes spring to life as though inspired by some oasis in the dark? No, it’s not as if they’re dead, and there’s no revival in mimicry of the living. Line count: 12 Free verse For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 40 2023 Prompt: Shadow(s). |
| Time Running Out My neighbour shifts, uneasy, he moves a step away, a tremor passes underground, we all begin to sway. The earth is moving underfoot, it’s running like a stream; I cannot hold, am forced to roll, our multitude it teems. The centre drags us inward, we’re drowning in the press, the undertow grows stronger, increases our distress. Now through darkness down we fall, a hurtling, struggling mass, and then in space descending, the sands in hourglass. Line count: 16 Rhymed abcb For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 39 2023, and First and Second Chance Poetry Contest, June 2025 Prompt: Your poem should be inspired by this phrase: "time running out.” You do not need to use the phrase, but you may if you like. Poems should be at least 12 lines long, no max. Feel free to use any poetry form you like or just wing it with free verse! |