Literaleigh, Writing

Day 3 #introtopoetry

I haven’t quit but my internet connection did, for two days.  Hence I am posting Day 3 now. Rather then inundate you with 3 poetry days all at one I will still post one per day. For the Day 3 acrostic challenge I wrote two poems. The first in praise of my writing group and a preface to a blog entry that I will soon post about the value and workings of a good writing critique group. The second is a rather childish offering but a good excuse to post a picture of my constant companion – the distractordog.

Prompt : Friends

Form:  Acrostic

Writing Group

We gather each fortnight

Round a table with tea

I want to say it’s engaging and educating but

There’ isn’t any ‘e’

I‘d like to say it’s fun and friendly but there’s definitely

No eff. So I’ll say our

Group’s supportive, informative andteapot writing group

Giving. Its listening, critiquing

Reading aloud, commiserating

Oh, and congratulating too

Uplifting and motivating. A real

Pleasure to be with you.

 

Faithful Friend

Muzzling wet nose

Yucky licky kissesDistractordog for blog

Devoted doting eyes

Obedient for food

Gambolling in the garden

Gorgeous waggy tail

Your faithful friend and mine

 

 

 

Literaleigh, Writing

Day 2 #introtopoetry

Day 2 Intro to poetry wordpress challenge

Prompt:  A face

Device:  Alliteration

 

The Retail Face

A plastered on smile,

The latest in style.

She’s never grumpy or glib.

 

She’ll offer you socks

And tick off each box,

Of phrases cheerily chirped.

 

You look good in that.

It goes with this hat.

Are you paying cash or with card?

 

Become an insider,

an email subscriber,

Sign up to our convenient club.

 

Won’t react to the rude

The fussy or crude

She’ll keep the smile pleasantly pasted.

 

I think, as I shop,

When did they swap,

Humans for these mindless machines?

 

But I look in her eyes

And note with surprise

Her eyes mismatch with her mouth

 

Yes, her eyes are her own

They say take me home

Away from this tiring tedium

 

Where I can shout.

Scream and sing out.

I am mad and I’m real.

and I don’t give a damn that you don’t care for that colour.

It doesn’t come in ANY OTHER.

 

shopping mall window

 

 

Literaleigh, Writing

Having a stab at #introtopoetry

Poet, I am not, but I take heart in knowing that the only path leads upwards as far as my knowledge and appreciation of verse and all its forms. I promised in this blog that I would push myself out of my comfort zone. Well, writing poetry for a ten day challenge is out of my zone and into outer space. So here goes.

Day One of the Intro to Poetry WordPress challenge.

Prompt: Water

Form: Haiku

Once wild pristine stream.
Mine tunnels. Sandstone bed cracks
Toxic soup stagnates.

 

Nepean River for Haiku
The Nepean River near Douglas Park, a once clear river.  Polluted as result of longwall mining. Large bubbles can be seen rising to the surface from the fractured river bed.