These chunky snails arrived with the Romans or the Normans – Crispina Kemp
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I’m a pretty snail,
I’m patient and persistent,
I do like my house.
I’m a pretty snail,
I am rather chunky
but that’s not a problem.
I’m patient and persistent,
I admit I’m slow,
but slow is often good.
I do like my house,
it’s an excellent place,
and I bring it with me!
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Val‘s Scavenger Hunt – 6th prompt
Write a Troiku, a form devised by Chèvrefeuille.
we’re little aliens,
and we’ve found a big balloon,
we are going up!
this is wonderful,
but how high can we go,
since we need a plan.
where’s the mothership?
we are looking all around,
ahh, we can see it!
we will jump across,
lucky that we can do that!
soon we’ll be back there.
happy days, we grinned,
as the mothership moves off,
a new galaxy!
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Image credit: Jean Carlo Emer @ Unsplash
In this image, we can see a huge hot-air balloon being filled with hot air. The balloon is shades of orange and red. We can see the big flames of air heaters. In the background we can see other balloons already in the air.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #361 photo prompt.
Val‘s Scavenger Hunt – 10th prompt
Write a Scifaiku, that is a science fiction/fantasy themed poem that follows the haiku structure of 5-7-5 syllables.
An Emerald Spreadwing Damselfly – Crispina Kemp
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is the damsel in distress?
well, we don’t think so,
smart and beautiful she is.
shall we get closer to her?
she’s magnificent,
oh, but off she goes, bye then!
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Val‘s Scavenger Hunt – 8th prompt
Write a Kelly Lune. (Created by Robert Kelly) This American form of Haiku consists of a tercet. There is no rhyme required but it is allowed.
Peacock Butterfly – Crispina Kemp
what happened to me?
I’m a peacock butterfly
look, I’m so pretty
I’m going to have a mate
and a family, but what then?
such a whirlwind month
I’d been a caterpillar
and before an egg
at least, I think so, but now
I’m afraid I’ll be no more
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Jisei – A traditional Japanese Buddhist death poem which discusses death and the meaning of life in the last moments before death. This form uses the syllabic form of the Tanka (5/7/5/7/7) and is generally serious though it can be humorous. We have all mused on our own demise – try to do it in this form.
Plus, I felt I needed two of these.
Thanks, Val
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I jumped up quickly,
this is what I ought to write;
not a ‘Dear John,’ no!
Oh, this must be eloquent,
but will he think about me?
He’s such a nice guy,
always helpful and useful.
We are both good friends,
but could we be more than pals?
He’ll begin… ‘We’re soul mates.’
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Somonka – write this Japanese form consisting of 2 Tanka (syllable count of 5/7/5/7/7 without rhyme) written as love letters. Although traditionally a collaborative form, one author can write both. Make this love letters to yourself taking two different points of view.
Thanks, Val
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Image credit: Alexander Mass @Unsplash
This image shows a woman in a night gown, sitting in front of a writing table and writing something on a sheet of paper. There is a window behind her showing that it’s day time and the bed is unmade.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #335 photo prompt.
WWII sea mine – Crispina Kemp
It was him!
It was a sea mine
To keep our coasts safe.
World War Two was dreadful
As many lives were lost.
So victory was needed.
He was in the right place and the right time.
It was Winston Churchill,
Man, War Correspondent and Prime Minister.
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Acrostic – This form requires that the first letter of each line forms a message. It was used for messages in code between lovers, spies, and mischief-makers. Write a message to other poets.
Or possibly a writer, an artist and more much.
Thanks, Val
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a random photo
I’d been hanging on the ceiling
Not an easy task
Then I’d dropped down
And set to work.
I’d drawn a picture
Then I began to write
My handwriting was very squiggly
And I even wrote in the margin.
Culture? What’s culture?
Well, there’s pressure in my head
But that’s not a problem
You see, I’m actually an influencer.
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Val‘s Scavenger Hunt – 13th prompt
Write a free verse poem that incorporates the words: culture, ceiling, margin, pressure, influence.
my little friend
Dawn is up, and already little creatures are on the move
Geckos and lizards are warming up, and skittering near to the rim
Young squirrels hurry down the huge palm tree and up again
The sky is tinged with pink and turquoise, doves are courting merrily
Male weaver birds are busy making many nests, looking hopeful
Dawn is up, and already little creatures are on the move
Pond skaters glide across the water, striding with purpose
A dragonfly flies fast, then hovers, seeking for a mate
Geckos and lizards are warming up, and skittering near to the rim
Bright butterflies with glorious rainbow colours dance with glee
And pretty flowers wave to the bees asking them to pollinate them
Young squirrels hurry down the huge palm tree and up again
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Val‘s Scavenger Hunt – 5th prompt
Write a Cascade poem using a season of your choice.
photo credit: Liverpool Echo
Dear Santa,
How are you?
Hope you are doing well
I bet you have already done most of your work
for this year
although there are many problems
around the world.
By the way, how is Mrs. Christmas?
She’s such a wonderful woman!
Oh, the reindeers and all those helpers,
also well – all good?
But now I have a little problem
and a little plea…
You see, the naughty spam
has been such a pain lately.
It’s all very well to just pop a ‘like’
but I really like to have a little conversation.
I very much like to post back
from anyone around the world
especially on WordPress.
So, Dear Santa
sorry about making a bit of a rant
but I’m sure you will be able to help.
You can have a little look to see what the problem is
and after that we will all talk again
and, of course, we will be ready to write
our poems for Santa’s post!
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Val‘s Scavenger Hunt – 7th prompt
Write an Epistle Poem to Santa. The Epistle Poem is written as a letter. It can be a direct address, intimate or formal. The form is flexible – from free verse to rhyming couplets to a sonnet. The audience can be internal or external. The Epistle Poem is often used for moral, political or religious discourse.
P.S. This is all true, and if you haven’t seen me saying something on your post, that has been the problem on spam, I believe.
The Tiger Moth Club of South Africa
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She was driving up
to the small airfield.
Listening to one of
M.C. Hammer songs.
She had been munching
a nice juicy apple.
She had just enough time
for a sweet and long sunset.
As she got into the ancient
de Havilland Tiger Moth.
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Val‘s Scavenger Hunt – second prompt
Use the following words in a poetry form of your choice: apple(s), sunset, tiger, hammer.
