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 Poems for years 4, 5 and 6 of the Promptly Poetry Challenge. |
| A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the years following, from August 2024 to August 2025, 2025 to 2026 (provided I live that long, of course). |
| The World Cup Giant killers on the field David with his sling calls out the mighty champ Goliath in his pomp and Beanstalk Jack strides the clouds alone the giant lost in dreams turned now at last to nightmare So indeed to Paraguay forgotten retiring Paraguay oh land of unrenown young Paraguay bad fortuned from the start but now in strife unbound they hold the giant down and trade him blow for blow Hold out the siege impossible to blunt the giant’s wrath and then in penalties that gamble at the end till Paraguay wee Paraguay oh Paraguay the brave send Germany back home! Line count: 24 Free verse For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 45 Prompt: The World Cup. |
| The Magic of an Ordinary Day “May you live in interesting times.” Ancient Chinese curse Keep your tsunamis tornadoes and tempests treasure those earthquakes eruptions explosions record your floods freezes and fractures. Save them all these manifest disasters with your conquests and battles and revolution the turmoil of life and being. Just leave me in my dull and boring round my silent and scorned existence so beneath notice or report such minor magic of peace and quiet. I’ll sing of your deeds when you’re gone. Line count: 20 Free verse For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 44 Prompt: The magic of an ordinary day. |
| Cardinal Ah cardinal unafraid your bright red suit advertisement of presence bold to predator and friend a crimson splash on winter’s cloak so pure pristine a challenge stark above your station. No wonder then you go black-masked a lingering doubt in hunter’s aim. Line count 14 Free verse For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 43 Prompt: A cardinal. |
| Tuesday On a day like this starkly bright with unshuttered sun eyes aching in the heat and winter-dry bones sucking in the warmth the sky empty of all but blue my skin shrivels between pain and pleasure All is still till a breath of movement stirs the air a moment of cool relief and herald of noisy other life senses now awake and conscious of police siren on the freeway horizon the afternoon reels But then returns the sun and my roasting’s done. Line count: 16 Free verse For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 42 Prompt: Use these words in your poem: empty, conscious, noisy. |
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