This week, the challenge is “to share the view outside your window by writing a syllabic poem.” Here is the view from my window though the picture doesn’t show the howling wind and the continuous rain… spring still seems far away!
Pine tree twigs swing harder wrathful wind howls, inert spring stumbles nonplussed, she looks at the silvery sky that shields sun. My picture window remains closed to keep the wayward winter chill and the unpleasant sounds of the wild wind out.
Colors condescend here and mingle with perfect ease. Green dives into blue to create a calm combination. Peach perches on rocky terrain. I rise with the mist to kiss the clouds. A wondrous land beckons me far beyond the fragrance of fir trees. An empowering lift. A milky channel opens to welcome a weary soul.
An artist at work unfurling serenity breathing in colors her easel is eclectic divine power mentors her.
sweet and small, younger than black cardamom I am precious for the fragrance I exude. I excel when crushed with love, enhance the taste of beverages and add flavor to some sweet dishes double-edged – alluring smell, sublime taste.
Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write a syllabic poem on an unimaginable topic! I have written a double Etheree which consists of 10 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.
This week’s challenge is The Spice of Life: Choose a spice from your kitchen cabinet, and relate its flavor to an event that recently happened in your daily life. Write your syllabic poem! Bonus—if you share a photo of the spice in your post.