Welcome to day 7 with a touch of summer. Today's prompt was peach and today's form is an oddquain. Peach RipeFirst sweet biteJuice drips down the chinThe ending scent of summerGone © A. F. Stewart 2020 All Rights Reserved
Today we come to Day Six and the prompt is Wilted. The poem form is a Triquain. Image by Sasin Tipchai from Pixabay Wilted Sagging stanceA bend in self-esteemListen to the whispered, hateful wordsLost in isolation, deficient of focusWandering alone, seeking solaceuntil self-worth becomesNeglected © A. F. Stewart 2020 All Rights Reserved
Here's the poem for Day Five from the prompt, beginning. The poem form is a rondelet (or at least my attempt at one). Image by David Mark from Pixabay Beginning From the ashes,rise, a glowing beacon from the grey,from the ashesFires of hope, scintillation flashesacross the sky to light the wayThe phoenix of another dayFrom... Continue Reading →
Welcome to Day Four, and the next few days I'll bring you poems from prompts scavenged from around the internet. Today's prompt is Spring and it is a triolet poem. Spring That hint of nature’s green past the bitter winter thaw with the air crisp and clean That hint of nature’s green Weather shifts in-between,... Continue Reading →
We enter day three, and today's prompt was Poetry Flows Like Water.Here's the poem I created. It's a cascade form. Poetry Flows Like Water Words flow like water,staining stark black on whiteas the poetry fills the page The tide of ink surgesinfinite patterns of creativityWords flow like water Emotional resonance,caught in the whirlpool of designstaining... Continue Reading →
Be Afraid of the Dark 