Audacity (a Gwawdodyn Poem)

a Gwawdodyn poem

She is sitting writing in her chair
I need attention so I don’t care
I drop my toy on her lap to annoy
and give her a very pointed stare.

She throws it off, but I fetch it back:
anything to keep her off her track.
I’m feeling lonely. I want love only
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Abandonment ( A Golden Shovel Poem)

Golden Shovel Poem

“What is this life if full of care
we have no time to stand and stare”.
(with apologies to W H Davies)

You left me with what
you seem to think is
going to help this
pain go away. My life
is totally meaningless if
you’re not here and my heart’s full
of misery because of
the thought that you don’t care.

I want to be with you
all the time and have
you sitting near me. No
treats can replace the time
you spend away from me to
go out. It is more than I can stand
waiting for your return and
all I can do is sit here and stare.

Another Doggy Ditty using my theme “Only Human” which I hope to be able to use throughout this April PAD.

Here are the rules for the Golden Shovel: Continue reading

Absentmindedness (a Terzanelle Poem)

A Terzanelle Poem

I have this secret to share:
she cannot find her glasses.
I know exactly where

and as time passes
she’ll find them again.
She cannot find her glasses

she has a mixed-up brain.
She is so absent-minded.
She’ll find them again,

they’re actually on her head!
She can keep secrets:
she is so absent-minded,

but she never forgets
where she’s hidden her wine.
She can keep secrets

I will not keep mine.
I have this secret to share:
where she’s hidden her wine
I know exactly where.

Extract from 2015 April PAD Challenge, day 2:- Terzanelle Poetic Form
What do you get when you mix two super popular Italian poetic forms, specifically the terza rima and villanelle? The terzanelle, of course!

It combines the lyricism of the terza rima with the repetition of the villanelle to make a powerful one-two punch in only 19 lines. The traditional stance on the terzanelle is that the lines should be written in a consistent iambic meter, but there are plenty of contemporary terzanelles that just aspire to keep the lines a consistent length throughout.

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Adoration (a Triversen poem)

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(Triversen poem)

I adore her
every step she takes
as I walk beside her.

I eagerly wait
for her to return
when she’s been out late.

I sit watching her hand
waiting patiently
for her command.

I lie on the ground
keeping one ear open
listening for her sound.

I will protect her
from harm and comfort her
from all that affects her.

I know that she needs me
and I love her especially
when she feeds me.

Another Doggy Ditty using my theme “Only Human” which I hope to be able to use throughout this April PAD.

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Appearances (a Bref Double poem)

A Bref Double Poem

Her résumé looks quite impressive,
the world thinks that she is bright and smart,
although she’s not really that clever,
as a worker, she’s extremely keen.

Her garden is always well tended,
with her housework she is obsessive
and she scrubs up well, that I can tell,
she likes ev’rything pristine and clean.

Her shell is rough, tough on the outside
and extremely difficult to crack,
but she has a very soft boiled heart.
You should know exactly what I mean.

Appearances can be deceptive
I see her when she’s falling apart.

Another Doggy Ditty using my theme “Only Human” which I hope to be able to use throughout this April PAD.

Here are the rules for a bref double:

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Letter to Santa

Hello Santa, I have been a very good girl this year
and so I would like to ask you for some Christmas cheer.
This year I have lost some of my very dear friends
so I hope that next year you can make amends.
I would like you to deliver good health.
I’m not bothered about other wealth,
or presents I can do without.
Let there be no sign of drought,
nor flood, nor pestilence.
Let us all keep warm
and out of harm.
Santa, does
that make

Winter woods

Acrylics Artwork by Joyanne

A watery winter sun warmed the westward woods
but no birdsong burst from the bare branched birches.
Hawthorn hedges were hidden in the haze,
yet a feathered fiend had fixed his gaze.
Stiff, silent trees were standing stark;
wide eyes were watching, waiting.
Suddenly from his nest,
gracefully gliding
over frosty fields,
came snowy owl
seeking his
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Firework Night

Light show:
awesome, noisy,
flashing, sparkling, crackling, banging,
vibrant Autumn garden display:

(Cinquain poem)
5 Lines – not rhyming
1st line – a noun, 2 syllables
2nd line – 2 adjectives describing the noun, 2 syllables each
3rd line – 3 “……ing” words describing noun, 2 syllables each
4th line – a 4 word phrase about the noun, 2 syllables each
5th line – another word for the noun, 2 syllables

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