G for ABC Wednesday

ABC WEDNESDAY ROUND 7: G is for ......

Grosgrain

I've used it as a catchall word for many types of grained ribbon so you can imagine my consternation when I was playing online Scrabble with a super smart granddaughter and maintaining a gargantuan loss when I saw the perfect play.

Grosgrain would combine with the g of a vertical word to horizontally cover two triple word squares plus clearing my tray. A gigantic score! But, the program rejected grosgrain as a word. I Googled it. There it was in all its splendor. I tried unsuccessfully to play it three or four times before I stamped my foot and used a lower scoring word.

I'll never forget being bested by a distant programmer who didn't know grosgrain or maybe she was fully cognizant and was just playing games with my head. Even so, I lost another round which is not unusual when I play against that grandgirl.

Do you recognize grosgrain?

G was formed in Escape Motions.

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Empty for OSI

One Single Impression: Prompt 131: Empty



indoor air
empty of chatter
shadows dance

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Digital Photo

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Breaking Down for Big Tent

Big Tent Poetry offers prompt: Do something, Pay attention, Write about it.

Breaking Down

unlike Thursday at the lab

when flat slick veins

spat a trickle of dark blood

veins rise pulsing

on the hand that clasps

a fresh blade cutter

a silver sharp razor edge
slits the tape and section

turns 3D container to sheet

last week a cardboard flap

scraped my shin, ran red

there's no blood on the box

I watch those persistent veins

and brood about vengeance

but what would fibre know

 

Digital Photo.

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Tanka for Magpie Tales 29

Magpie Tales. Willow offers an image prompt each week. Click link to see the picture for this week.



That House

bread crumbs on the step
a small face with mouth of O
peeks out a glass pane
overhead, a cackle calls
one-eyed raven flaps away

 

A fractal.

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F for ABC Wednesday

ABC WEDNESDAY ROUND 7: F is for.....

Fibonacci
According to Wikipedia, the Fibonacci numbers are defined by a recurrence relation. After two beginning values, each following number is the total of the two preceding numbers. Poetically, six lines would use the following number of syllables: 1 1 2 3 5 8. Theoretically, one could increase the number of lines and syllables to infinity.

An exploding fad of using this mathematical formula to compose poetry caught my attention because I'm fond of haiku, senryu, fractals, all things brief and all things fun!

chill
faint
whispers
restless leaves                                                                 
prophesy the birth
of golden months that end in 'R'

The following links will take you to several of my previously blogged Fibonacci poems, if you're interested but it's probably far more fun to write your own! Isn't it?

Fibonacci and Watercolor                         
Tiny Glory Hound
Uncorked
Fibonacci of Pend O'Reille

Image created on Bamboo Fun Tablet.

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Pensive for OSI

One Single Impression: Prompt 130: Pensive

pansy face
curious, thoughtful
flower child

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

A digital photo.

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Summer Reflection for Big Tent Poetry

Big Tent Poetry prompts with a Wordle this week. Click the link to see the image and read other poems.

Summer Reflection


pineapple scents
and corn silks
drift on jet streams
Christo drapes
color the globe
to circle deep summer

days of zero shade
moistened by early dew
haunt hungry tongues
ahead of August's
Green Moon rising
once upon a reflection

      Pool Reflection, a digital photo.

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Fib for Magpie Tales

Fibonacci Poem for Magpie Tales
Willow offers an image prompt each week for a fascinating meme!

toes

tap

bubbles

summer silk

effervescent love

reclaiming lost serenity

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E for ABC Wednesday

ABC WEDNESDAY ROUND 7: E is for Encouragement!



Energy-free

An early wet, wet and wetter spring lasted well into summer and seems to have extinguished my energy source. I've resorted to moving slowly, carrying a book, and wearing a hat. Slothing from one chair to the next is now my preferred exercise.

Summer, my favorite season, can't last too long but I'm looking for a little heat break before the tomatoes bake on the vine.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining, it's just that... Has it been unusually hot, hot, hot where you are?

Original watercolor.

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Poem for BigTentPoetry

For Big Tent Poetry prompt

Runnin' on Full


An empty nest
was not meant to be

bloated closets leak
matter meant to keep

drive-by gifts and
things handmade with heart

what ifs line the walls
with shelves for dodgy items

cached for dubious tomorrows
frames for maybe paintings

like overfed zippers
cupboards crave two closings

garage does dual duty
holds crazed dishes, endless odds

stuff and stuff everywhere
empty nest ~ an idle threat

Original watercolor.

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Haiku for Magpie Tales

Magpie Tales offers a visual prompt each week - please visit the site to play along, to see the image or to read what others wrote!



best planned pipes
devices of man
...rust to dust















 

 A fractal image.

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D for ABC Wednesday

ABC WEDNESDAY ROUND 7: The Dashing, Delightful, and Dazzling D


Bold and long lasting, these daisies lend movement to a small piece of ground next to the garage. While bearing the full brunt of the sun as well as the forgetfulness of the water fairy, they continue to wave in the breeze and produce lovely blossoms, day after day.

yolks in the middle

white pull-away leaves forecast

~~~loves me, loves me not

 
 
 

Processed digital photos.

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Haiku for OSI

One Single Impression: Prompt 128: Connoisseur



he stretches

breakfast from the earth

...early bird

Original watercolor sketch.

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Others for BigTent Poetry

Big Tent Poetry offers this prompt: Write a poem in a different style than you normally write. Visit the link to see what others wrote!

OTHERS


scattered pearls
like tarnished silver
mark the trail

gems gone astray
dust-pocked by rain pellets
drowned in swift storms

the familiar fell away
from thinning strands
left nothing safe

who could guess
how long forever lasts

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Haiku for Magpie Tales #26

Magpie Tales offers an image for a weekly prompt. Please visit the site to view the image and to read what others wrote.






recycling moisture
as ancient as time itself
the watering can

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C for ABC Wednesday

ABC WEDNESDAY ROUND 7: C is for Celebration

This area, as well as others, have a fair share of cougars. Generally, these big cats avoid human involvement but so many people have moved into cougar habitats that sightings are becoming more common.

As a child, I heard cougars (they sound like a crying child) but didn't see one until a couple of years ago on a Forest Service Road. What a beautiful sight! I didn't even think of using my camera (the photo is courtesy of Wikipedia) as I watched him stroll away like a kingly lion but it's a scene I'll never forget.

Recently, friends mentioned seeing one at their summer home and I was almost jealous, even though these animals are far from cuddly.

Have you ever seen a cougar in the wild?

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Cocoon for OSI

One Single Impression: Prompt 127: Cocoon



summer storm
tumultuous sky
crows cocoon

 

 

 

 

A Fractal.

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Pandora for Magpie Tales

Magpie Tales offers a wonderful image prompt on Thursdays and asks for a response by Tuesday early morning. Please click the Magpie Tales link to see the image that prompted this poem.


Pandora


she whistles home
old secrets left untold

skeletons of the ancient,
mum as an empty urn

the absent key of luck
artifact, cold and hard

a rusty lock is all that's left
of the open clay pithos

plagues and curses reign
she calls home a wick of hope

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