There once was a carnival ducky,
Who wasn’t so terribly lucky,
Each night, as he swum,
He was shot in the bum,
But my, that ducky was plucky!
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
It’s fun to be silly. This was written for Carrot Ranch Literary Community’s Anyone Can Poem limerick challenge.
glow
of light,
peeking bright,
aurora blush
through pastel clouds, shines white,
in early morning’s stillness hush
illuminating fields so green and lush,
an early riser’s treat, nature’s light show,
at eventide, the sky wears a pink flush,
tints from a watercolor brush,
sky’s a glorious sight,
in awe, we gush,
whether night
or light,
show
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
This was written for Colleen M. Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday, with the requirement of synonyms for both “dawn” and “twilight.” I keep experimenting with different forms that are acceptable for the Tanka Tuesday challenge, so this time, I tried a diatelle, which, according to Colleen’s site, has this syllable pattern, “1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1” and this rhyme pattern, “abbcbccaccbcbba.”
I would really like to travel,
And I would like to stay at home.
I would like to have adventures
But don’t want to do them alone.
I would like to go exploring,
But I don’t like getting lost.
I would risk a business venture,
But I am fearful of the cost.
I relate to Bilbo Baggins,
Reluctant adventurers we.
A little worried of troubles
That I can or can not foresee.
In spite of all these worries,
In fresh waters, I dip a toe,
While stretching my parameters
As far and wide as they will go.
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
Just as I was ready to post, I noticed this quote and image in my WordPress Reader feed from Elena of Short Wisdom. It seemed so appropriate. Check out Elena’s site for other quotes.
This poem was written for the dVerse Poetics challenge, with the requirement that it had to include the word “risk.”
So, here is another paint chip poetry challenge from Linda Kruschke. We were challenged to use 10 out of 15 of these paint chip colors from the picture below in a poem form of our choice. My last and only other time using this prompt, I only had to choose two. This seemed much more challenging, but it can’t be harder than magnetic poetry, can it?
I look in your eyes,
deep pools of blue,
reflecting clear skies
just before the rain,
and suddenly,
out of the blue,
my gray world
has turned technicolor,
and I’m on the
yellow brick road,
lined with sunflowers
and watermelon vines,
soaking in the sunshine;
my universe somersaulted —
a total eclipse.
© Susan Joy Clark 2021
