I have a rondelet for you today from the prompt, Harbinger. Enjoy. Photo by Stephen Niemeier on Pexels.com Harbinger A thrumming beatDistant drums of war, in tempoA thrumming beatThe cadence drone beneath your feetA swell of anger, rising slowUntil the edge, that final blowA thrumming beat
Today I have a rondelet from the prompt, Frozen Deprivation. Enjoy. Photo by lil artsy on Pexels.com Frozen Deprivation Forgotten wordsfrosted scars, resonant self-worthForgotten wordsso scattered, like fragmented birdscaptured in an icy rebirthlocked beneath your destitute earthForgotten words
Here is today's poem, a Rondelet, from the prompt, Misty Morning Violets. Enjoy. Photo by Gyubin Hong on Pexels.com Misty Morning Violets Soft floral scentDrifting in the morning mist airSoft floral scentBrushed with tears and simple lamentone last bouquet laid unadorneda life unlived, forever mournedSoft floral scent © A. F. Stewart 2023
I'm attempting a rondelet poem on day four, from the prompt Condiments in Glass. I'm now wondering why I came up with that unusual prompt, but here's the poem harkening back with a bit of nostalgia. Enjoy. Photo by Alena Shekhovtcova on Pexels.com Condiments in Glass Checkered tableThe bottles waiting in a rowCheckered tableLike little... Continue Reading →
Today I had a musical prompt (so apologies to musicians if I totally screwed up the meaning). Image by Gerhard Bögner from Pixabay Syncopated Shorten the beatDisruption in the strong rhythmShorten the beatSpeed up the pace, and slow it downSwing the tempo around and roundLet the quiet notes have their dayShorten the beat
Be Afraid of the Dark 