Frequently, I look on with dismay
Barely perceiving what they’re trying to say
Totally overwhelmed by adverbials fronted
Often, making me feel my grammar is stunted
Regularly, they precede an action to follow,
Their artificial use, I find hard to swallow
Frequency, place, time, or manner
Rapidly throwing them in, can make you stammer
Whatever happened to simple nouns and verbs
In our grammar?
photo by Klaas via Unsplash
The phone I get,
The fan I’ve seen,
But where in the world have you put the screen?
Three Line Tales, Week 213
Sometimes I think that I will find
The secret of having peace of mind
But then come dilemmas that on me bind
Making me feel I’ve fallen behind
These moments sometimes are even combined
Making peace and chaos ill-defined
Confusion and clarity intertwined
Uncertain, unstable, fleeting
Like the pattern of this poem that rhymed
Written for d’Verse Poetics: Impermanence
Pat your pocket, pat it twice
Here’s your link to that ASDA price
It will take you over the River Yare
But better over than under – as pictured hare (here)
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #68
Cherry Tree In Full Bloom
Delicate pinks paraded
Sweet red fruits’ bloom full
Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, February 26th 2020, Cherry Tree In Full Bloom
Uncertain in chaotic world
Seeking a mind-peaceful
Colleen’s syllabic poetry theme this week is “FINDING CLARITY.” I have approached it as an goal to which we can aspire. It is written in the reverse Cinquain form. Collen’s useful poetry form “cheatsheet” notes that “a . . . cinquain is a form of shape poetry and is always centered on the page. The required syllables needed for each line give it a unique shape. The cinquain (aka the quintain or the quintet) is a poem or stanza of five lines.” A reverse Cinquain is “a form with one 5-line stanza in a syllabic pattern of two, eight, six, four, two.” Confused? Well, I hope you find clarity.
Another auction annual –
Bargains, bringing buyers back –
Carrying cold cash,
Dream deals desiring.
Each expert examined everything
For fabulous finds.
Gazing glorious goods
Hands hasty hiked
In indicating interested intent.
Joining jealous jostling –
Keeping calm key.
Last lot –
Masterful move made
Perfect purchase, proficiently planned.
Quest – quickly, quietly
Realised, resolved, reached!
Slight smile signifying satisfaction.
Today’s triumph total!
We will watch, we will wait.
NeXt – Year – uZ!
Apologies at the closing fudge. This was a form experiment.
Take yourself aloft – your watch to keep
As we plough our way across the deep
Keep a weather eye – for anything ill
What’s that lad? It means keep your eye peel’d
With luck – port we’ll make by morn
Driving hard away from yesterday’s storm
Peel/Peeled with d’Verse
Homeward bound on the evening train
Past platforms damp with evening rain
Workday over, now the commute
Soon home to comfort, shedding business suit
A bite to eat, tell the kids goodnight
Then with loving spouse by candlelight
A sip of something – stress to allay
And share some tales of our day
With all time and space
And a box bigger inside
You’d think that the Doctor
Would find a better place to hide
While behind the settee
From extermination we hid
We at least had the excuse
Of just being a kid