On Tankas
Five seeds in soft earth,
seven rains awaken petals,
five winds bend the stem,
two hands weave silence with song,
a tanka blooms from stillness.
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#promptcombo #thispoem #poem #FreeVerse #punctuation #arspoetica
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This is my last Ars Poetica poem for the week and its about dreaded punctuation, a very important poetic device indeed.
∴ vesper-scriven chic chwyrligwgan quips merry in mid-spell muddle quaint quill-wyrm chasing skribl tails round panpsychic parchment ink-imps fell mulled musings their crooked little births breathing crooked thede-wit into wayward scriptlings half wisend, half witched scribe-gremlins caper mocking my skriv-heks hexing crafte each line pretends to bow then trips its toes on rhyme clattering as pen nibs in this frayed folio i watch this poem watch me back both of us turning circles both whirlwind-borne both laughing in the margins ∴
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Not been in the loop at the moment due to other stuff but just a quick go to get those little grey cells going hopefully!😃
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Morning #PromptCombo -ers. When it grows up, #ThisPoem wants to be a poem by @racheljeffcoat.bsky.social, @jenferoze.bsky.social, Katrina Moinet, @benedictan.bsky.social or @moette.bsky.social. It's not fussy 😉
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You Have only forty five days until this poem expires. After then if you have an accident, break a leg, an arm, your heart, have it stolen I can do nothing.
Hi @victoriaspires.bsky.social Vic,
hope you're havibg a great week. Here's my fifth response to your inspirational #promptcombo #ThisPoem:
@daveashleypoet.bsky.social This is definitely my last one for #arspoetica.
Concrete is my least favourite form of poem to write. This nearly broke my brain!
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#PromptCombo So far, #ThisPoem has been
whimsical
self-effacing
grandiose
dressed in latex
a river
a magician
a fan of Procul Harum
archer than Frankie Howard
swathed in velvet metaphor
a competent nineteenth century mariner
a master of many forms
suffused with meaning
resoundingly empty...
Poem as Competent Nineteenth Century Merchant Mariner This poem is able to Chock a Block, make a mat or splice a rope. This poem is a rope block heaved to its full extent. Full up, no room for any more. When the two blocks of this poem's tackle meet it will prevent any more purchase being gained Keep cargo from a shift in the dark hold This poem is a rope yarn mat used to fasten upon outside of exposed parts of standing rigging exposed to friction of yards, bolt-ropes of sails, or other ropes. This poem splices rope twists words wrapped into sentences that strengthen when tautened by meaning. This poem is carefully rigged for cargo into your imagination.
Hi @victoriaspires.bsky.social Vic, here is my fourth cobtribution to your marvellous #promptcombo #ThisPoem. You may have seen this before:
This poem arrives overdressed, all velvet phrasing and metaphor perfume. It sways with its own rhythm, whispers symbols you pretend to decode, offers alliteration like a tip jar gesture, then bows deeply, full of angst and insight into absolutely nothing.
Thanks @victoriaspires.bsky.social for the opportunity to prove us poets don't take ourselves too seriously. Had fun with your #PromptCombo #ThisPoem
I nearly added 'shiny silver shoes' to the 3rd line after seeing your post yesterday.
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This #PromptCombo #ThisPoem is bringing out my whimsical side, so here's an older one of mine from my drafts. I rarely rhyme but thought this one might be fun to read out loud. I hear it in the voice of Craig Charles.
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Oh, go on then. As others are posting villanelles for #PromptCombo #ThisPoem - a repost from me @victoriaspires.bsky.social
Lords, ladies, gentlemen, and others, observe this simple sheet of paper; one side’s blank, the other bears the first draft of a poem — I blush, but it is mine. I read it to you (note that I have nothing up my sleeves), and feel the glow of authorship. It flows well, makes its point, draws elegantly to a close; see how alliteration and internal rhyming glisten in the reader’s mind, and how the images feel natural yet new. Now see this box; examine it for secret panels, hidden cavities, false bottom. Look, I rap each side in turn, I flip it over, till you’re satisfied that it’s an ordinary box. I drop the first draft of my poem gently in. Observe it there — it lies face up for all to see. And now I need a volunteer to help me with the locks, to guarantee that all is as it seems. The box is sealed, the only key is placed within the Bank of England’s vaults. And now we wait. A month goes by, the box in unrestricted view; six months, six more. That should suffice. The vault is opened, key transported here, the box unlocked, and there’s the sheet of paper with the poem as it was a year ago. I read it out, but what is this? The metre limps, rhymes jar, alliteration’s too obtrusive; all the images are stale and tired, or forced and artificial. The poem blunders to a close, and leaves the reader blushing with embarrassment. You gasp, astonished, try to work out how the trick was done. Then, pausing only to remove a rabbit from my hat, I bow and leave the stage, go to my dressing room, sit down, and quietly weep. published in "A Gallery/16" (St Edmund Hall publication, 2016)
"First Draft: a Conjuring Trick".
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