Labours at their end.
Toil and struggles finished.
Mission finally complete.
A “Miller Time” moment replete.
Time for herself, a quiet moment-
Dinner over, homework done, kids abed.
Inspired by Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. A second post on “Elysian” for the actual challenge will follow.
All is so peaceful in the here and now.
More tranquil than in the night before,
When shutters rattled and winds howled.
Storm abating at daybreak –
Leaving damp in its wake.
Sun dries paths muddy.
Moist grass now stirs,
In soft breeze.
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge
Synonyms only! Here are your two words: “CALM & PRESENT”
“An Etheree poem consists of ten lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. The trick is to create a memorable message within the required format.”
The 2020 Photography Challenge from Maria Antonia includes presenting a photo on the theme of “It’s Time.” The above photo and its companion below are of the clock tower in the old town of Prague. The Astronomical Clock is amazing, and if its artistic mechanism isn’t enough to draw attention, each hour a trumpeter sounds the time as well.
It’s time –
The trump sounds –
The clock strikes nine –
Historic figures –
Their hourly paths enact –
Curious tourists gather –
Upwards they stare and gawk – amazed –
In old Prague town the new day begins
The clock-astronomic, has entertained
image: Padre’s Rambling
Taking kids to dentists,
Things you’ll hear –
Glad it’s only twice a year!
Don’t you lag.
We have to get there,
Before it is too late.
Put a move on, get in gear.
Why do you always hesitate?
It won’t be as bad as might you think.
Remember to rinse, and spit in the sink.
Weekend Writing Prompt #138 – Lollygag: In 60 words
He had said.
It was an oath
So rashly spoken.
Never intending to
Ever be done or followed.
Yet, winged porcines have now here come,
His words he will now have to swallow.
So pigs fly, as well as in mud wallow!
Manger born –
To the shepherds proclaim.
In David’s town, as foretold –
Emmanuel to Earth, You came.
Born King of kings and the Lord of Lords
Yet in the humble stable’s hay you were lain.
My daughters have recently posted photos of my grandchildren in the company of Santa. With that in mind and with this week’s Colleen’s Challenge to write a syllabic poem which uses synonyms for give and shake; I, in the holiday spirit, came up with the following Etheree poem. The form consists of ten lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables.
The children wait.
And glad expectation
Causing little limbs to quake;
The promise of presents to come
When their turn in line finally comes
And they sit upon Saint Nicholas’ knee.
To a close
Towards turkey feasts
Thanksgiving and Advent
And then merry Christmastide
Full of joy, indulgence and gifts
Our bank accounts strain from the effort
I prefer a sweet mistletoe kiss
This week COLLEEN M. CHESEBRO has challenged us to write a syllabic poem using synonyms for the words “End & Hurry,” and on the theme of thanksgiving. One of the forms she notes it the Etheree. “An Etheree poem consists of ten lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. The trick is to create a memorable message within the required format.”
Living in the UK, Thanksgiving Day is just another Thursday, but the theme of holidays and family get-togethers does fill this time of year. Please excuse my clumsy attempt to form the poem into a Christmas tree.