The Sunday Whirl... Wordle # 728

 blow mind treasure control medicinal shoot gratitude you  triggers stories serve practice

control certain urges
which serve as triggers for
self destructive behaviour 
dont' blow your mind on
medicinal stimulants
write inspirational poetry and stories instead
treasure kind people
make a practice of showing gratitude
if you dont' like this advice
don't shoot the messenger

Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge # 35

FEELING CACTUS ?

 

A  small battered  card found in an old suitcase..  A reminder of  life as it once was . A different world. A time when one received little cards and flowers if you were feeling cactus.

BUTTERFLY CINQUAIN

absorb

the memories
of youth and robust health
when life was carefree and not plagued
with strife
a time
filled with laughter and lots of fun
freedom and adventure
before the storm
hit hard

MLMM MONDAY WORDLE #447

 nuisance annoy game pain mood excited attack stubborn funny new automatic happy

always excited to hear from you
puts me in a happy mood
new for me
love your funny jokes
tis automatic to want to call you
don't want to annoy you
afraid of becoming a nuisance and a pain
so play the waiting game
too nice
maybe should try the stubborn attack approach
bitch bags seem to do well

FRIDAY WRiTINGS # 200 POETS AND STORYTELLERS UNITED + The Sunday Whirl # 727

 

 Never to be forgotten

A magic moment with
America's finest operatic soprano

Kathleen Battle

she was not draped in velvet 

or singing filmy jazz
when she made her return to the Metropolitan Opera
at the age of 75 in 2024

she had made a come back scintillating to her tips
revealing her enormous talent
a performance at such an advanced age (unheard of in the operatic field)
to tear strips off those jealous racist bastards
who ended her operatic career in 1994
a tragic loss to the world of opera

she touched the crowd
they clapped and roared for more

they had not forgotten her
and neither will I ever.

W3 # 181.... A BOP POEM...FRIDAY WRITINGS #198...POETS AND STORY TELLERS UNITED

entering a dance competition
fierce rivalry with super talent
how to win
not going to be easy
finding the right partner
and stayin' alive
you should be dancing 

there's a lot more 

to finding the right partner
she has to be a good dancer as well as a good sort
a great hairstyle and moves are not going to do the trick
uh oh  i think we're on to something here
worth gut punching the air 

found her at last...she can dance

dancing dance yep dancing dance

you should be dancing

we glide together effortlessly
the crowd loves us
as a mater of fact i think i love her
we make magic together
getting a  bit distracted here
got to remember the steps
you should be dancing

 

A BOP POEM 

A bop poem has three stanzas and a refrain that repeats after each stanza.  tells a story or explores a problem, a bit like a mini-drama.

1. First stanza – 6 lines
   Present a problem or situation.
2. Refrain
   A single line that repeats after each stanza. Think of it as the poem’s chorus.
3. Second stanza – 8 lines
   Expand on or explore the problem in more depth.
4. Refrain
   Repeat the same line.
5. Third stanza – 6 lines
   Show a solution or a failed attempt to solve the problem.
6. Refrain
   Repeat it one last time.

WHAT"S GOING ON ....TANKA TUESDAY Poetry Challenge no. 34

For Willow's prompt at Tanka Tuesday... Write about the October super moon and how it makes you feel

A COMBINED PROMPTS POEM

For Sumana's prompt at What's Going On : Ekphrastic poetry, to write a poem based on a painting.

TANKA and CINQUAIN

a bright super moon

electrifies the night sky

she writes by the sea 

consoling letters of love

devotion strength and hope

the moon
lights the waves
sending sweet messages
to the one she loves and admires
always

MLMM MONDAY WORDLE # 446

grim pot polite sad smile shake amusing rough shop throw unique style

grim times
rough leader
impolite

shaking his fist

throwing his weight around
like a B grade tv show host
a unique style of ignorance

shopping around for better deals
the pot calling the kettle black

if he weren't so sad and dangerous
it would be amusing
nothing much to smile at here
just sheer embarrassment and lunacy