Another day in the world of WordPress has provided another glorious opportunity to fine tune our art of expression, Writing 201, challenge number 3 is in play. The poetic form we have been given to play with today is “Acrostic”, spelling out a word, or words with the first letters of each line of our poem. The optional devise we can make used of today is the internal rhyme, and finally the prompt. Our poems have the option of addressing the topic trust, in any manner we see fit. This is my contribution. Enjoy!
Momentary truths are tested against forever,
Afflictions of affection, feeding a foul weather.
Summers of sweet escapes and serenading amore,
Quiver in moors, stagnant, stripped of any allure.
Unravelling vales falling, raising a stale wall,
Elaborate tales told, unfold to exhale all.
Roaring flames spasming, eating away the frame,
Attacking the strokes painted by pain of a known name.
Deceit is a small game in the dance of hidden intention,
Evading the truth for gain, only maims future ascension.
Day 1 of writing 201 was the source of intrigue and excitement. Day two is finally here, and it brings with it a very familiar face, the limerick. Today’s assignment suggest a prompt and a device to implement. Based on today’s brief, I have to make use of alliteration, in a limerick to present a journey to you, the reader. Enjoy!
Beneath the brackens bosom, a babbling brook bleeds,
Running free from forests foot, finding flesh in fuller seas.
Fleeting, forgotten moments
Turn trickles to testing torrents,
Beneath bracken the brook begins, in tides of freedom it leads!
Today’s Challenge for Writing 201 has left me revelling in the allure of a newness. I’ve spent my evening pouring over the various submission to the days prompt with varying degrees of understanding, curiosity and awe. 17 syllables have trapped me in fascination and I fail to shake there grasp. With the same brief still in mind I have decided to contribute another poem. Another haiku to further confuse my idea of rhythm, meter and prose, and to better talk in a finer tuned tone of brevity.
Sprawling anxious waves
Alive like stolen secrets.
Every breath recedes.
Another brilliant blogging U by the wonderful team at Daily post. With the prompt for the day being “water”, I had to whip up a Haiku, and throwing in a simile for good measure. Enjoy!
Heaven opens up,
It bleeds, Like broken mirrors.
Earth surrenders thirst!