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 |    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 L  V 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 |
| Come here boy Bring me your luscious chocolate smile and this time stay awhile. Even if you get me wet I promise to throw another stick. So rest here with me for awhile; slobber over me with that smile, patient while I fetch your toy, come here boy. © Kåre Enga [177.142] (17.juli.2020) (8 lines aabbaacc 'bb' not exact rhymes) Daily Poem prompt: photo of a dog swimming. For:
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| Fabrications they start as thoughts i cannot itch a niggle that grows then retches ink all over the blank white page © Kåre Enga [177.141] (17.juli.2020) (3 lines, 24 syllables) For
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| Perennial in winter shadows it sleeps between cracks in the walk in winter shadows dreams of warmth, the light it once knew in winter shadows, dead to the world, it rests ignored but even winter must surely pass and shadows fade as winter melts it stretches and yawns—and grows one leaf © Kåre Enga [177.140] (16.juli.2020) (5 lines of 13 syllables) Prompt: Use the following quote to inspire you however you wish: “But in the end it’s only a passing thing, this shadow; even darkness must pass.” - Samwise Gamgee For:
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| But in the end, a passing thing The sky remained empty beyond the crescent moons as blue shadows passed between us, as years of nothingness froze over. All life now hung in balance in crevices it had sought as you held me closer, as if hugs would somehow warm me until the globe came back, that glow above the edge of mystery, as song filled the emptiness, as I awakened in your arms, still wrapped. The moons began to fade forsaking shadows they once had cast as basking in first light we whispered, for even darkness must surely pass. © Kåre Enga [177.183.zm] (16.juli redigert 12.avgust.2020) (16 lines unrhymed) Prompt: Use the following quote to inspire you however you wish: “But in the end it’s only a passing thing, this shadow; even darkness must pass.” - Samwise Gamgee |
| Baskets of lavender Lori hums, singing harmony to Montana's melody as she moves from fragrant clump to clump, baskets of lavender filling up. Her Harley's ready and leather beckons for a jaunt to town, fragrant flowers will not sell themselves, baskets of lavender now filled up. Bundles wrapped, she flings stray hairs away from eyes and wrinkles, as she grabs her helmet, checks to make sure her fresh-cut lavender's securely tucked. Time enough at market to sort it out where she'll see her friends, chat awhile and return home lighter, bouquets of lavender all sold out. © Kåre Enga [177.138] (15.juli.2020) (20 lines: 3/12/9/6/3) Write a poem that’s heavily focused on a single person or character. Lori Lavender is a local lavender farmer who is known by that name at the various markets. For:
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| At Sally's Diner malicious muttering, pernicious hovering spoils my peace ... of tea and golden delicious pie © Kåre Enga [177.137] (15.juli.2020) (4 lines 6/6/3/9) Prompt: pernicious For
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| WARNING: This poem reflects the rage I see from some 'white privileged males'. Muh Freedom My realm. My isle. My electric fence. And you on your broomsticks, peaceniks, love hicks, kept on the other side. I defend what's mine. Within my bailiwick life is a picnic and you're not invited. Keep your chopsticks deer ticks horse dicks to yourselves unless you want to feel my nightstick. —then— I'll gladly oblige. © Kåre Enga [177.136] (14.juli.2020) (20 lines) Prompt: bailiwick. For
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BAILIWICK
noun: the area over which a bailiff has jurisdiction noun: a branch of knowledge 1. jurisdiction 2. realm 3. sphere 4. area 5. island 6. isle 7. islands 8. bailiff 9. purview 10. prerogative 11. fiefdom 12. demesne 13. territory 14. consigliere afflik, barwick, bestwick, be sick, broomstick, capstick, card trick, chopstick, cue stick, deer tick, detick, dip-stick, dipstick, eastlick, eastwick, elswick, encyc, fenwick, fish stick, free kick, frog kick, gatwick, hambrick, handpick, hardwick, hard tick, hartwick, hembrick, herwick, homesick, horse tick, house dick, ice pick, joss stick, joystick, keswick, krutick, kubrick, lasik, linwick, lipnick, lipstick, marwick, mouse click, nadgwick, nightstick, non-stick, nonstick, obliq, oil slick, old nick, pandick, peacenik, pickwick, picnic, pitstick, place kick, pool stick, qepiq, roddick, salt lick, sandwick, sceptic, seasick, shandwick, sheep tick, sidekick, size stick, slapstick, smithwick, soft tick, sword stick, throw stick, toothpick, traczyk, traywick, tzaddik, tzadik, unchic, unmik, unpick, unquick, unstick, uptick, vandyck, vanwyck, vanwyk, vladic, wood tick, yardstick |
| Black poplar rising The Balm of Gilead1 points to the sky as it bids its angels goodbye. They're off to fly on wings of cotton, their innocence forgotten once they find new homes, taking root wherever there's a trickle of water to aim new shoots for the sky that guide the weary traveler across this arid land. For where there's a black poplar rising there's a place to rest and in the shade a place to search for water or, too weary to carry on, lift expectant eyes to empty skies and seek ascension. © Kåre Enga [175.134] (13.juli.2020) (12 lines) Use an antonym of 'descend' I chose between: arise, ascend, lift, mount, rise, soar, spike, up. For:
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| Interlude One harp harkens through cold black/white starkness, soothing catharsis of the crimson bursts of blood and ire. © Kåre Enga [177.135] (12.juli.2020) For:
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