The morning start
From warmth of rest
Smooth awakening
Flavours best
The thing to crave
At dawn delight
Then to wake
In morning light
The scent of day
First beginning
A fresh approach
Full to brimming
For Daily Prompt Writing 201 :Flavour
The morning start
From warmth of rest
Smooth awakening
Flavours best
The thing to crave
At dawn delight
Then to wake
In morning light
The scent of day
First beginning
A fresh approach
Full to brimming
For Daily Prompt Writing 201 :Flavour
The bark of the tree
Dark imperfections
You can see
Has underneath
Brief history of time
It’s own motif
A majesty of fairies
Fashioned crystal glass
At the tips of each
Fine blade of grass
At the darkest decline
Darning gems so bright
Then directing prisms
To the morning light
They collected their thimbles
And trimmed the thread
But left before dawn
Quietly they fled
Upon the moonlit grass
My toes do tread
Turf and earth imprinting
On a mossy bed
A tired floret stoops
A sleepy head
Resting…sequestered…
Nothing to be said
A chill blows from the east
Then ceases… to ground
Still…serenity
Folds in…to surround
Is this dreaming … revealing?
Looking to the skies
Into night’s darkness
With a canopy of eyes
Feather
Adrift, afloat
Sway, sway, sway
Day 27 for NaPoWriMo2015 – the prompt – optional, as always — comes to us from Vince Gotera. It’s the hay(na)ku). Created by the poet Eileen Tabios and named by Vince, the hay(na)ku is a variant on the haiku. A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. You can write just one, or chain several together into a longer poem.
My Dad, has trophies, for growing flowers
Superhero, with Dahlia powers
Charming the sweet pea to hypnotically weave
Training stem, petal, pollen till perfection achieved
A Clerihew, a four-line biographical poem for NaPoWriMo2015.
Outside my window
And in plain view
Posy petals
Glisten in dew
Dreaming of days
Dazzling and bright
And envy of Kings
In summer delight
Pink tulle tutus
Tipping to bow
Flowing confetti
“Grazie” then “Ciao”
©2015 Janice Turner Salmon. All rights reserved.
For Day 22 of NaPoWriMo2015
The amount of midges
Mulling on the lawn
Impressive as a bog
Said the eager frog
I know the Black Bird
Bustled them all
Beating his wings
Makin a din of things
I know the Bee fellow
Watched Black Bird flee
Thinking thankfully
Now Peace will be
Day 20 of NaPoWriMo 2015