More fridge magnet poetry

Another effort from The Fridge.

More fibs

   Over at Brightweavings there is a little contest going on. The challenge is to write fibonacci poetry based on or related to the work of Guy Gavriel Kay. Here are a few I have come up with.


A
Death.
Simple.
Offered up.
A weft to the warp
Of the weaver's thundering call.
In the end there is more to abjure than simply life.


What's
In
A name?
(So I steal)
Is my label me?
My nation my identity?
If you could take from me all I am, what would I be?


Death
Swirls
Among
Broken stalks
Cold mud underfoot
Inevitable, like winter


Cold
Wind
A horse
Is missing
So he has been told
When they find it they will burn it
On the funeral barge of the former governor
Until that happens, the market will not open, and he shivers underneath his silk


Hot
Dry
Summer
Parched grasslands
Force the Dalrei north
Until fiery talons stretch forth
To grasp at the throat of beleaguered Fionavar

   Many more, and better ones are to be found in the contest thread over at Brightweavings.com.

Weekend assignment

Weekend Assignment #127: Write a haiku saying farewell to summer. A haiku, as many of you know, is a poem of three lines, with five syllables in the first line, seven in the second and five again in the third. Simple and fun, and anyone can do 'em. You can do more than one if you want. As a bonus, technically speaking haiku are supposed to feature seasonal imagery, so we've got that going for us this time around.

Extra Credit: A picture of a fun summer activity you're saying goodbye to for another year.

Two for one:

Fat red apple falls
thump upon the verdant grass
sign of summer's ebb


scarlet leaf descends
upon an early morning
chilly autumn breeze

No extra credit this week. Words only here.

Fibs

   Was reading Simian Farmer the other day, and came across his post about Fibonacci Poetry. Seems neat. Think I'll give it a try.
   Wrote this one right away, while I was waiting for Flat Scalzi to arrive at my place.

I
wait
for the
postman to
ring, no more than once,
for twice would be disheartening.
I don't want drama or intrigue here, just Flat Scalzi.

   Later, I gave it a little bit of thought, and came up with this.

Spring
dawn
arrives,
resplendent,
transforming ashen
branches with bright swaths of colour.

   Whaddaya think?

Weekend assignment

voice

noise

sound

life's work

me

mine

more


tags:Poetry, Weekend Assignment

Hay(na)ku

   "Hay(na)Ku" is a poetry form invented by Eileen Tabios in 2003. Click here for a basic primer and some samples. Quite simply, it is a three line poem, inspired by the Japanese Haiku form, that has one word on the first line, two on the second, and three on the third. Number of syllables is not counted, and rhymes are not required. Here are some of my early attempts:

Winter
Sun shines
On snowy dog.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Unblinking
Staring eyes
Go away cat.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

What
Is the
Definition of life?

Is
It simply
A beating heart?

Or
Is there
Some thing more?

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Always
Another room
Endless home improvements.

via Wil at Snoozelets.
tags:Poetry

majik

   Another magnet poetry attempt. This one is an experiment, and I would very much like to hear your comments on it. To play along, visit the Poetry Dance Hall.

tags:Poetry, Poetry Dance