Palindrome Poem

I read a timely post yesterday by Annika Perry on the value of, and more importantly the cost of, writing for and entering competitions – https://annikaperry.com/2016/10/16/the-cost-of-competitions/. Ironically, I had been writing a poem to enter in a competition this morning, but hadn’t checked the small print… it was only open to members. Paying members. There didn’t even seem to be an option to pay to enter this one competition – it was all geared up for monthly membership, which I’m not interested in. So, their loss (!) is your gain – I’ve included it below. Completely for free. Just for you 🙂

This is a palindrome poem. It reads the same backwards as forwards. This is the first I’ve tried…

exposed wounds
numbness
feeling without love
friendship cresting
begets attraction, expectation
beguiling touch of reality
love eclipse
supernova emotions explode
JOY!
explode emotion’s supernova
eclipse love
reality of touch
beguiling expectation
attraction begets
cresting friendship
love without feeling
numbness wounds
exposed

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Haiku – Birth

Formed under pressure
Two bodies coalescing
Through fire, re-born

 

Picture credit: flickr.com/photos/85597613

 

Written for: https://haikuhorizons.wordpress.com/2016/10/02/haiku-horizons-prompt-birth/

Signs

Trying to read the signs
Washed across your sky
Desperate for some insight:
The truth within the lie

Those wispy, wandering clouds
Reflect away your light
Conceal the burning heart of you,
Bring about your night

Fleeting touches aren’t enough
I’m always craving more
Yet every time you disappear
I end up on the floor

The pattern’s set, the dance goes on,
So here I sit and cry
Trying to read those signs
Washed across your sky

 

Picture credit: flickr.com/photos/electricnude/188177613

Love’s Playground

Down in love’s playground
All relationships captured
In childhood amber

Here, giggling on swings
One pushing and one kicking,
Never together

Here, on climbing frame
A mad scramble to the top;
King of the castle

Here, swooshing down slides
Patiently waiting their turn
For such fleeting joy

Here, merry-go-round
Spinning faster and faster
Out of all control

Here, levered see-saw
Where, for one to touch the sky,
One must hit the ground

There, the lucky ones
Dusty knees in the sandpit
Building together

 

Picture credit: flickr.com/photos/antonymayfield/8465049007

The Two-Minute Manager – 2 – LOVE

Here’s the second update from guest blogger, See Ye-Oh, with her unique take on all things romantic…

“With Valentine’s Day mercifully receding into the distance behind us, some thoughts for you on mixing love and work:

A leadership tip:
Beware of Valentine’s Day
Lessers WILL love you

Love is a weakness
Bond only with the useful
To drive you forward

Change your perspective
See compromise as failure
Assert your vision

Hearts break
Flowers die
Clear your vision
Touch the sky”

 

Valentine’s Countdown – 10

The romantically-inclined among you may be aware that Valentine’s Day is coming up… so as a reminder to myself to get out there and get/write my wonderful wife something suitable to express my love, I’m starting a poem-a-day daily countdown until “the big day”. They won’t all be Hallmark-friendly 🙂

 

Love’s a bumpy ride,
Like a train bound to a track
On a coastal route

Taking in the views,
Of the fraught, craggy headlands:
One destination.

 

Picture credit: flickr.com/photos/hmoong/18994274149

Love Won’t Stay The Rain

Reason breaks my heart.
I gave you all. Not enough.
Love won’t stay the rain.

 

Written for secret keeper’s weekly prompt, using the words: reason break stay give rain

 

Picture credit: flickr.com/photos/smoothedoutdrummer/19236616346

Haiku – From Bad to Worse

No empty comforts;
Her wicked lies in my head
Melting my resolve

The space she has left…
Home comforts melt into air
As I head for sin.

Within her black heart,
Only evil. No comfort.
Her mind void of good.

 

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Written for secret keeper’s weekly prompt, using five words:
Comfort
Head
Space
Melt
Wicked
http://thesecretkeeper.net/2015/12/21/weekly-writing-prompt-16/

Weight of Love

I thought love would free me:
It only weighs me down.
My yesterdays hang heavy,
Whenever you’re around.

I want to soar and swoop
But can’t get off the ground.
I’m feeling lost and dizzy,
On this merry-go-round.

The idea of love’s a prison
Within which we’re all bound.

 

Photo: flickr.com/photos/archer10/15939727138

 

Haiku – Magic

Each stolen snowflake,
A sweet moment on the tongue
Lover’s farewell kiss

 

Ronovan blogged earlier this week about a new form of haiku and free verse, which he’s calling freku. He explains it like this:

By taking a standard poem … and then attempting to sum that poem up in the three lines of a Haiku, you have quite a challenge. It is almost like developing a proverb of an idea.

There is some more information here: https://ronovanwrites.wordpress.com/2015/12/08/new-form-of-haiku-poetry/

This is my attempt at this. The above haiku should be read in conjunction with the “magic” poem published earlier today – https://altheauthor.wordpress.com/2015/12/10/magic/ . I’m fairly happy with both versions, in different ways. The poem allows more depth and narrative around the situation, and the haiku takes a snapshot of the central moment and crystallizes that.

Would love to hear any thoughts that you have on either or both poems 🙂

 

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