Autumn Thoughts Autumn Thoughts

Written for:  Phoenix Rising, “A Sense For Fall Words
A while back we explored the five senses. We will apply them this time to the season of Autumn.  Using some (or all) of these words, write your piece with a fall or Halloween theme. Theses are the sensory words we will use:

SOUND: rustle, whistle, howl

SIGHT: darkness, children, pumpkins

TASTE: turkey, candy, apples

TOUCH: cold, scratchy (sweaters), crisp

SMELL: burning, spice, baking

Rustle of red leaves
as I bustle about the yard,
trying to rake before
darkness sets in,
and it becomes colder.
Crisp air this late
autumn afternoon. Soon,
pumpkins will be rimed
with frost, apples
ripe and the smell
of spiced cider
will soon fill the kitchen.
We will sit in front
of a burning fire,
sipping from snowman mugs,
content and ready for the first
whistle of winter winds.

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Sit Back, Kid

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #220

Words:  courage, letter, milk, urge, trip, link, thrum, chill, risk, minute, matter, traffic

You may think this is
a minute matter, speeding
on a highly trafficked
road, but I urge you
to think about risk
to others. Linking high
speeds to accidents–often
fatal–is a no-brainer, kid.
The way you sit there, blue-
inked letters of hate
on your arm, thrumming
your fingers on the table
top, sends a chill down
my spine. Lucky you’re
not mine. Listen, kid,
you think you are courageous,
rolling your eyes like you have
better things to do–like getting
your daddy to sue? I can milk
this here session for as long
as I like. It’s your second
strike, and a short trip
to the county jail.

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In Motion

Written for:  Carpe Diem Perpetuum Mobile #2 rainbows sparkle (or movement in haiku)
How do I catch movement in my haiku? To catch movement in your haiku you can try movement as in “driving a car” or “the swirling of autumn leaves”, but movement can also be “the change of seasons” or “the erosion of pebbles through water or sand”. All examples of movement.

some examples:

seasons come and go
the everlasting motion of nature –
perpetuum mobile

dew drops shimmer
on colorful leaves
rainbows sparkle

© Chèvrefeuille

Water, slick on rocks
dazzling colors bright in sun
dry, leaving pale ghosts

© Sara McNulty

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Somewhere in Your Mind (a Decuain)

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads, Up Close & Personal ~ Micro Poetry
The object of this challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines. You may choose your own form (or go with free verse, if preferred).

Rhyme Sequence; … a. b. a. b. b. c. d.  (10 syllables)

On waves of purple, far out in the sea
a lavender mermaid with yellow tail
swims and dances on the back of a bee
whose striped body of red and black, can sail
or fly–versatile guy–thin as a rail.
The mermaid and bee are the best of friends.
Above their heads, double rainbows glimmer.
Their buddies are fish of neon-hued blends.
On waves of purple, far out in the sea
are stellar species, unlike you or me.

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Lantern Festival

Written for:  Carpe Diem Haiku #834, Setsubun Mantoro (Lantern Festival)
Setsubun is an annual Japanese festival on February 3rd. Setsubun is the beginning of Spring according to the old Japanese lunar calendar. It’s traditionally believed that the spirit world comes closer to our world at this time of year. Strips of paper with people’s wishes inscribed on them are placed over the lanterns. It’s thought that wishes may be granted on Setsubun, but they also think that, through the idea of having the spirit world closer by at this event, demons can escape to our world..

Setsubun 2014

Wishes made by light
thousands of lanterns aglow
spring illumes the land

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Riddle Haiku

Written for:  Carpe Diem Haiku Writing Technique #13, Riddle

Some examples:

A fallen blossom
returning to the bough, I thought —
But no, a butterfly.

© Arakida Moritake (1473-1549) (Tr. Steven D. Carter)

wake up wake up
I want you for a friend
sleeping butterfly

© Basho (Tr. Jane Reichhold)

man with closed eyes
thinks he hears baby crying
wakes to find cat in heat

© Sara McNulty

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Ocean Dreaming

Written for:  dVerse Poets, Trimeric Form
A Trimeric is a poem with four stanzas.  The first stanza has four lines, and the next three stanzas have three lines each, with the first line of each repeating the respective line of that first stanza.  There is no requirement for line length, meter, or rhyme.

Running away to the ocean,
smelling salt in the breeze.
Seeing seagulls soaring,
What better place to find peace?

Smelling salt in the breeze,
summer wind tickling my neck,
waves shushing to shore.

Seeing seagulls soaring,
I shade my eyes from the sun, watch
them land making tracks in sand.

What better place to find peace?
Sounds and smells at the beach,
and collecting  glistening shells.

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Learning by Observation

Written for:  Poets United Midweek Motif~Teacher, One Who Teaches
Your challenge:  Bring a great teacher memory to life in a new poem. Or, if you don’t have one, use learning as your motif.

They teach me the art of joy,
loyalty, fairness, forgiveness.
Their antics make me laugh.
One is a girl, one is a boy.

Completely unequal in size,
they play with trust and love,
so when I tell you they are dogs,
it should come as no surprise.

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October Rites

Written for:  Poetic Asides #326
Write a spooky poem – p.s. If you want something fun to do, try writing triolet that could connect to the one I wrote below.

Robert’s poem:


On one evening each October,
we tremble through our neighborhood
with our costumes all pulled over.
On one evening each October,
even people who are sober
say, “Give me a treat, make it good.”
On one evening each October,
we tremble through our neighborhood.

My poem:

Witches cackle at midnight;
ghosts steal your candy.
Darkness brings fright.
Witches cackle at midnight,
Switch on your porch light,
have your treat bag handy.
Witches cackle at midnight,
ghosts steal your candy.

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Poet and Friend

Written for:  Carpe Diem Haiku Experiment #1 an introduction

A haiku poets writes a haiku for, say …, a close friend. He sends that haiku (or gives it in person) to that close friend, the recipient, and then the custom was to respond to that haiku with one written by the recipient.  For example:

haiku poet:

a lonely flower
my companion
for one night

recipient’s response:

not alone
tonight the moon is bright

Let us just give it a try. The goal of this new feature is to respond on the haiku given here with a two- or three lined stanza. Than write an all new haiku yourself to let your visitors do the same, writing a response on your haiku.

Here is the haiku which I love to share here for this first time Carpe Diem Haiku Experiment:

light of the full moon
shines through colored leaves
at last … autumn                                 © Chèvrefeuille

when the world is seen
through stained glass

On autumn’s tail                                  
winter awaits its turn
a power of white                                  © Sara McNulty

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