Foraging around for the proper and
Right
Ingredients for my acrostic poem
Do I change tack or perhaps
Act as though this is working out just fine and dandy?
Yes wind down Fridays have a peculiar affect on me.
(c) Chris Black. September 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
Have a quiet and peaceful weekend.
#Acrostic #Poetry
He shouted from the rooftop
His call went unheard
Returning to the ‘comfort’ of a damp rucksack
Made himself a comfortable as possible.
Life can be cruel at the best of times
Must make the best of the hand I was dealt
None of us know what lies ahead
One of life’s many imponderables.
His was an affluent upbringing
Unfortunately, falling in with the wrong crowd was his undoing.
After once more studying the tattered photographs
Suddenly he was airborne.
(c) Chris Black. September 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
#Poetry #SpokenWord
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Vita Brevis is hosting another four-day haiku competition–taking place entirely in the comment section of this post!
How to Submit:
1. Submit one 5-7-5 haiku as a comment on this post — all topics welcome
2. Reblog this post on your blog or write a post announcing that you’ve entered the competition, linking back here
3. Give good feedback on other commenters’ work! [This is what it’s really about–you’ll be receiving good feedback, so try to give it to others as well]
Here’s my Haiku, It’s only the second one I’ve every done, I hope I’ve structured the format right, please if advise if I need to correct…..
Leaf
Spring’s about to start
Your winter withered my heart
Birds sing until dark
Do visit https://www.christopherfielden.com/writing-challenge/81words-stories-401-to-500.php
Join in the fun, who knows you could be like me and end up with your name in lights.
I am published story number 446 if you pop by.
1,000 required entries for a place in the Guinness Book of Records.
(c) Chris Black. September 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
Time to put the thinking cap on
Jordy’s 🌹
Here is the link to the site,
https://www.christopherfielden.com/writing-challenges/81words-stories-401-to-500.php
A call out to my blogger community. Knowing all of you as exceptionally creative writers, I invite you to take on this challenge!!
A few months ago when I first started my blog, I encountered this challenge to write and submit an 81 word story.
Christopher Fielden the blog’s author and his team want to publish an anthology of 1000, 81 word stories and set a new Guinness Book of World Record.
My story is number 409, and there are currently 442 submissions, but will need 558 more to get published.
All proceeds will go to charity.
Come on now!! Have fun and get published!! Please reblog if you are interested!!
Cheers and well being to all of you beautiful people!!
💗 Jordan
https://www.christopherfielden.com/writing-challenges/81words-stories-401-to-500.php
For the mere mortal
Writing poetry is akin to peeling an onion
Approaching each poetic thought with trepidation
Taking pen in hand making the initial incision
When you begin to peel away at the layers
Gradually you make progress
Nearing the center core
You can see light at the end of the tunnel
Maybe start welling up with tears
The earlier thought you had was bright and breezy
Yet nearing conclusion
Your poem had a sad feel to it
Still it was an enlightening experience
Everyone who reads your work
Will indeed have a different perspective on it
Which is only natural
Take a painting for instance
Any painting hanging in an art gallery
Rarely will two people view that vase of flowers
And see the exact same image…
(c) Chris Black. September 2018
#Poetry
~The Poet’s Poet~
The curtains parted
He entered from the right
Standing then in the spotlights glow
He opened his mind
With a gesture, he spoke
Leaving behind the light house feeling
He felt
Before going center stage.
Speaking silently with a tongue of the confused
He had the ingredients conducive to plotting a poem
The feeling of illness in the pit of his stomach
Would not pass
Until words were spewed out
So it was a poem was born.
Words, his longstanding friends
Not about to betray.
Fortune favours the brave
Might even spread the Red Carpet?
Together both were fighting the battle
Against nothingness.
Once he moves
The corpse awakens
Nothing is accidental?
Somewhere someone is logging their name against a poem.
(c) Chris Black. September 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
#Poetry #SpokenWord
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Taking his river walk
Watched as wind hooked water
An otter come from hiding
Then disappear
Birds leap out of trees
Taking their place in the air.
The relentless rain
Drenching wild river bank flowers.
Taking his seat beneath trees shelter
His mind fixed in poetic form.
As long as there are the elements he thought
There could never be a mundane return.
He scavenged about, turning the screw
Feeling the warm and the cold of his surrounds
As dry as the nearby snail in his sheltered house
Covering his eyes he sat in silence
From his long rummaging with words
The poet observes that from the mist emerges a poem.
(c) Chris Black. September 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
Listen to a spoken word version @
https://soundcloud.com/the-poets-poet-1
#Poetry #SpokenWord
When handed the keys to another day
Watch leaves come floating down
Signs that autumn has arrived in all its bronze glory.
Sun, glistening on pond water lilies
A young water hen flitting from leaf to leaf
Feeding, tweeting to it hearts content.
Passers-by stop, just to admire mother-nature
While a photographer snaps this birds movement
It will then be framed for posterity in glistening glory.
Strolling through the beautiful Botanical Gardens
Of Dublin’s fair City resplendent under a glorious autumnal sun
Global visitors stand in admiration as September once again
Brings forth its golden glow.
Sitting beneath an ancient oak tree sketching
Or perhaps writing his memoirs, a Zozimus type figure
His long blackthorn stick close by.
As the song says “The Days Grow Shorter When You Reach September”
So it was with “Kurt Weill’s” “September Song” ringing in his ears
“When the Autumn Weather Turns the Leaves to Flame”
Birds in song wing their way among a beech trees baring fingers.
Witnessing weather signs telling of this new season’s life
He paused, in this gardens vast circumference.
© Chris Black. September 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
#Poetry #SpokenWord
Listen to the spoken word version
https://soundcloud.com/the-poets-poet-1
“
Once that red light turns to green
Automatically the poetic thought process kicks into gear
Time to let the foot off of the break
Move from neutral into first gear
Then into second, third, fourth
Eventually top gear, you are on the highway to success
A road leading who knows where
No shortcuts allowed, you want to serve up more than blurred vision
A poem to stir the reader, move them back from that Black Hole
Or perhaps it is for your benefit alone you write?
Black Dog and Black Hole places you wish to escape from
The stars in the sky shade back to invisible, allowing
You see the light of day
Automatically you have something positive to say?
(c) Chris Black. September 2018
~The Poet’s Poet~
#Poetry #Ramblingofthepoeticmind
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