Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet variant 9 When you bring your light to my universe Like the rose blooming on a winter’s day
Form: Alfred Dorn Sonnet Author’s Note: Prompt: Your Valentine’s Day feelings, well, the world knows what I think of that but okay a sonnet to say it – delightfully assisted by Rod Stewart.
Free Writing Prompt: What are your best traits?
Form; Free Verse I am a poet and words are my tools
Form: Alfred Dorn Sonnet And so begins another writing day A pen in hand beside a coffee cup
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley... No kitchens on the run, no striking camp... We moved quick and sudden in our own country. The priest lay behind ditches with the tramp. A people hardly marching... on the hike... We found new tactics happening each day: We'd cut through reins and rider with the … Continue reading Requiem for the Croppies by Seamus Heaney
Form: English Sonnet I really can't believe I have know this wonderful lady and poet for 11 years - where did that time go?
Form: Alternating Sonnet The spark that’s seen in glances between eyes Ignites the flames we feed with kissing sighs
Form: Free Verse Inquisitive thoughts in the dreams of men
Poetic Notes: Half Measure
When I am old, and comforted And done with this desire With Memory to share my bed And Peace to share my fire I'll comb my hair in scalloped bands Beneath my laundered cap And watch my cool and fragile hands Lie light upon my lap And I will have a sprigged gown With lace … Continue reading Afternoon by Dorothy Parker
Form: Raven's Rovi Sonnet 8 Form creation and experimentation The sober mind intoxicated by A kiss; the soft wetness of lips that meet
Form: Free Verse Circle of silver what do you mean
Form: Free Verse Within her embrace my hands hold her close
Haiku Prompt: Sand
Form: English Sonnet Written 2008 "Nana tell me story now, Nana please" For me you made magic with words and rhyme
Flash Fiction 350 word limit Genre: Sci-fi It had been some years since they had started living among us. I was just a child when they first arrived and don’t really remember the transition of Earth being a human planet to a home to beings from many worlds. To me that was normal. In fact I loved the diversity.
Form: Ivorian Sonnet variant 8 It sparkles as sunlight catches the stone Encased in silver, glimmers of love shown
Form: Byr a thoddaid The challenge a poem per day Each year NaPoMo comes to stay
Rose-maiden, no, I do not quarrel With these dear chains, they don't demean. The nightingale embushed in laurel, The sylvan singers' feathered queen, Does she not bear the same sweet plight? Near the proud rose's beauty dwelling, And with her tender anthems thrilling The dusk of a voluptuous night Poet: Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin Romantic Era … Continue reading Dear Chains by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Form: Acrostic Poetry Seeking love in all the wrong places Clasping a shattered heart
Form: Acrostic Sarcasm is my first language because High level intelligence attracts me whilst
Raven's Rovi Sonnet My desire burns when your body is still Your mind absent as if you are not there Your senses await the touch of my will
Free-write Prompt: If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?
English Sonnet A lady pen, wrote of love in meter, from on the Grecian isle and ancient time. For womankind, was honey ever sweeter?
Flash Fiction I have lost count of the days that I have been here. They are just notch marks on the branches that make the walls of the hut I built. And I built that a fair few notches ago. The only life I have seen in all that time has been seagulls and fish and they don’t say much.
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their backs to the mainland in solemn, uneven lines along the cliff's brown grass-frayed edge, while the few sheep pastured there go "Baaa, baaa." (Sometimes, frightened by aeroplanes, they stampede and fall over into the sea … Continue reading Cape Breton by Elizabeth Bishop
Title: Spirit of the Night Date: 1879 Movement: Symbolism Artist: John Atkinson Grimshaw English 1836 – 1893
Raven's Rovi Sonnet 6 There in the moment she lays before me My world of beauty, her surrendered soul Is mine; and I gaze upon her and see
Flash Fiction Serial During the second winter, Arina’s health began to fail. It was shortly after my graduation from school when she collapsed that first time. Even the doctors put it down to the excitement of the day.
Free Verse Prompt: Shopping
Poetic Notes Oriental Form - Choka
Echo Sonnet written 2008 As I lie restless, I hear your soft breath, I see you smile in dreams of love spring. My surrender to watch you, a living death,
Romantic Flash Fiction Helena, she was my perfection. From girl to woman I had watched her grow, always showing her the natural clarity of her beauty.
Each day I looked to universal light And wished I could hear you whisper my name Then heard only silence throughout the night
I got home to a letter from my pen pal, Lynne, in England. Inside were photographs and postcards from her holiday, each numbered on the back, so I could follow the descriptive within her letter.
The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream. A brighter Hellas rears its mountains From waves serener far; A new Peneus rolls his fountains Against the morning star. Where … Continue reading Chorus from Hellas by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The nights are long, and the days are short now While winter winds echo across the land Tonight the king will return as is planned
My first summer of love on that beach, First handheld, first kiss, to the sounds of 'Grease'. 'Summer Lovin'' high in the chart did reach,
Across the crowded dance floor, I saw her. Her soft blonde hair cascading in loose curls over her shoulders. Her sparkling eyes staring into the darkness of the room. Her lips curling softly under the ruby gloss.
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc, When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode: His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron: Crown'd with a helmet and dark hair the nameless female stood; A quiver with its burning stores, a bow like that of night, … Continue reading America, A Prophecy by William Blake
A motherless soft lambkin Along upon a hill; No mother's fleece to shelter him And wrap him from the cold: - I'll run to him and comfort him, I'll fetch him, that I will; I'll care for him and feed him Until he's strong and bold Date: 1872 Poet: Christina Georgina Rossetti English 1830 - … Continue reading A Motherless Soft Lambkin by Christina Georgina Rossetti
I long to see the sparkle in your eyes Silent and yearning a prowling desire Unsated want hidden in empty sighs And like the hunter stalking the streets
The wind has swept from the wide atmosphere Each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray, And pallid Evening twines its beaming hair In duskier braids around the languid eyes of Day: Silence and Twilight, unbeloved of men, Creep hand in hand from yon obscurest glen. They breathe their spells towards the departing day, Encompassing the … Continue reading A Summer Evening Churchyard, Lechlade, Gloucestershire by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Prompt: Three things you like about yourself
Alone in the shadows of used-to-be Where unchecked thoughts stir up feelings like dust And somewhere in there the remains of me
What would I do just for the love of you? I would swim across deep oceans so I could prove That the heart in me beats honest and true, There is no one thing I would not try move.....
The moon upon the wide sea Placidly looks down, Smiling with her mild face, Though the ocean frown. Clouds may dim her brightness, But soon they pass away, And she shines out, unaltered, O'er the little waves at play. So 'mid the storm or sunshine, Wherever she may go, Led on by her hidden power … Continue reading The Mother Moon by Louisa May Alcott
Acrostic poetry is a short autonomous verse constructed by a placing capitalised word or phrase vertically down the page to form the initial letters of each line of poetry. Each line is used to relate to the word or praise the subject. Acrostic poetry can be used with various other poetic forms that fit with … Continue reading Acrostic Poetry
The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee. He picked up a hitch-hiker named Jesus who had been standing among a school of fish, feeding them pieces of bread. "Where are you going?" asked Jesus, getting into the front seat. "Anywhere, anywhere out of this world!" shouted Baudelaire. "I'll go … Continue reading The Galilee Hitch-Hiker by Richard Brautigan