Procrastination

Once again I lingered in the night
I wake to an unwelcome guest
Summer’s aged hand strokes me
She is saying good-bye
Prepare now before
I slip away
Leaves gather
And frost
Kills

 

Number 2

Growing Season

Those deep hues called me out as I dove in unaware of the ocean’s depth
Pale and nearsighted, waters stole my breath
Flowers in winter cocoon in seed buried deep
Might I loosen my lungs, will I drown
Still I scour, breathless
Have I labored all only to lose precious
Time searching what is below the surface
To what purpose has a long winter if no
Fruit blossoms in spring

dversepoets.com The challenge was a choice of two. I decided to try both. I am on a break. Can you tell?

Prompt 1: Write NINE-LINE VERSE(S), taking ONE of the following lines so that each consecutive word becomes the start of the next line of your poem. Keep the word order and repeat the pattern for more verses.

  • Those/ pale /flowers /might /still /have/ time/ to /fruit (cite Borowicz)
  • Summer/ is /leaving/ too/ exchanging/ its/ gold/ for brass (cite Lawrenson)
  • West/ mountains/ erased/ with/ azure/ into/ Spring/cool/ nights (cite Murray)
    For example:
    Those xx
    pale xx
    flowers xx
    might xxx
    etc etc

OR

Prompt 2. For those who like a syllabic challenge, I invite you to write a NONET – a nine line poem that begins with 9 syllables, descending line by line to 1 syllable.
Select ONE of these 9 syllable lines as your opener (or more if you wish to write several nonets)

 

About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on medium.com. My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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5 Responses to Procrastination

  1. I like both the Nonet & the 9 liner – especially these lines
    “Pale and nearsighted, waters stole my breath
    Flowers in winter cocoon in seed buried deep”

    Great use of Borowicz prompt

    Like

  2. Helen Dehner says:

    Beautiful poems … these lines resonated with me … summer’s aged hand strokes me, she is saying good-bye.

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  3. “Summer’s aged hand” is a comparison that I have never heard before.

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  4. I like both, and you really gave me a longing to sleep until the spring flowers burst.

    Like

  5. Dora says:

    Both poems are so lovely and full of longing resonances as well as sorrow.

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