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Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
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L'aura del campo


'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣


Higgins Street Bridge, April 25th  2009, Missoula, Montana


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.

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IN MEMORIUM

VerySara

passed away November 12, 2005

Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings.
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Murv Jacob's rendition of Cherokee Legend: the founding of Tahlequah
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 Kåre *Leaf5* Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop,
The Fish
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January 19, 2023 at 8:35am
January 19, 2023 at 8:35am
#1043353
I left my chained captivity.
Escaped yo' sweet toxicity.
Keep it for yo'self.

Gimme collectivity.
Add responsibility.
Naïveté? Non.

Don't need no negativity.
Don't want yo' positivity.
Keep it to yo'self.

Exponentiality
and quantifiability
can ne'er excuse

your toxic positivity.

So, keep it to yo'self

Title at the end to be a tad more creative. My friend Alfred often does this.
January 18, 2023 at 10:06am
January 18, 2023 at 10:06am
#1043307
Dark is the color of my true love's heart

Dark is the color of my true love's heart,
thrumming each time I cry in despair
and if I smile it skips a beat;
it's unbearably unfair.

Counting chimes at midnight
I intone my prayers,
recite blessings,
quivering,

sigh —
"beware".

© Copyright 2023 Kåre Enga [179.127] (18.januar.2023)

Prompt and notes
January 18, 2023 at 1:01am
January 18, 2023 at 1:01am
#1043290
Alley cat

I huddle behind the blue dumpster,
afraid of shadows that shout my name,
then creep away when the way lies clear
whispering to bricks that do not blame
thoughts of fleeing, my cowardly crawl
to safety where bright lights do not glow,
exposing inner and outer flaws.
There darkness embraces all — yet knows.

© Copyright 2022 Kåre Enga [179.126] (18.januar.2023)

8 lines of 9 syllables, xaxa/xbxb rhyme? but x lines are near rhymes as well.

Earlier version:

In the alley

I huddle behind the blue dumpster,
afraid of shadows that shout my name,
then creep away when the way lies clear
whispering to bricks that do not blame
thoughts for fleeing, my cowardly crawl
to safety where bright lights do not glow
to expose inner and outer flaws.
There darkness embraces all — and knows.
January 17, 2023 at 7:13am
January 17, 2023 at 7:13am
#1043242
Fair Warning

When the fields are set afire
and I hear a fearsome choir
shriek disharmony most dire
I quickly lock my doors.

© Copyright 2023 Kåre Enga [179.125] (17.januar.2023)

Prompt

January 17, 2023 at 12:21am
January 17, 2023 at 12:21am
#1043237
Once in a hamlet named Shakespeare
dwelt handsome young knights who baked there;
enamored with buns
they loved just for fun
and squandered their dreams for a nightmare.
January 15, 2023 at 10:40pm
January 15, 2023 at 10:40pm
#1043185
sugarcane burns
as smoke rings the horizon —
Isan's murky dawn

ash swirls around
rooms — settles on
newly washed clothes

cool gives way
to warmth — when will breezes
bring rain

we cough and cover
our mouth — ash hurts worse
than covid

January 14, 2023 at 11:40pm
January 14, 2023 at 11:40pm
#1043144
I prefer reading prose or poetry that connects.

Who cares what you call it? Only those nitpicking gatekeepers who can't write creatively and need to stick to technically perfect essays and/or get a life.

Poetry is an oral-aural art form that depends on repetition of sounds and rhythms. Rhyme, alliteration, meter, consonance, assonance... It's even possible to recognize poetry in an unknown language as it doesn't follow normal speech patterns. Poetry is related to songs.

My boyfriend is presenting traditional songs at a temple this week. I hear the rhythm and even notice the rhymes although I don't know the language... yet.

That said... free-verse depends on the flow of words; alliteration and rhyme help with this. Because it doesn't depend on the exact placement of sounds and doesn't count syllables and isn't bound to meter it can be disparaged by traditionalists but it is far superior to some of their tortured verse. It isn't merely chopped up prose.

But short prose can connect as well. And the best does so.

Do you prefer reading poems with rhyme and rhythm more than others? What about writing poems? Is free-verse really poetry?

~171 words
January 14, 2023 at 3:50am
January 14, 2023 at 3:50am
#1043110
Frozen beneath the pond
you skate on,
I look up and gasp at beauty
as you glide over my eyes.
Do you see me waiting?
do you hear the ice crack?
will you recognize me
when I melt into mud?
January 2, 2023 at 4:03pm
January 2, 2023 at 4:03pm
#1042535
DrSchneider posted a poem today and this is my silly 8 line response:

Grovel for me nuts

I hurry down a grovel path
to hide from mighty blokes
residing where the mountains scream
at rabid city folks.

I soothe my wounds from acid tongues
among these squirrely butts
and count my blessings every time
White Rabbit brings me nuts.

K.E. *Bigsmile* [179.119] (2.januar.2023)

107061
December 30, 2022 at 8:07pm
December 30, 2022 at 8:07pm
#1042370
Defy the Sky!

'round and 'round we never know
who'll fly off first, who'll live to go
fetch our mother, father, aunt
who'll rush to tend our bloody pants

or bend to hush our wails and pleas
and gently plead with us to please
be more careful next time we fly
'round and 'round to defy the sky


© Kåre Enga [179.113] (30.desember.2022)

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