Earth and More

Earth and More
Life
Unseen
None the less
Being, thinking 
Many things named and unnamed - a grand chaos

Tetractys

Tetractys poetry goes like this: 5 lines with increasing number of syllables - 1,2,3,4, 10 or reversed 10,4,3,2,1

Here's some samples from last night's session:

Tech's Reach
Joan
Who knew?
Internet
She would embrace
Composing emails and blogs - keeping pace.

City - Country
One 
Pepper
Tomato
First harvest time
In the city, things CAN grow mighty fine!

Sweet William
Bill
My Dear
Has come home
Tall, tan with smiles
Bringing his still waters across the miles

The Bright Side
Plenty of time for leisure, repose
I'm feeling good!
I'm not tired!
Pink slip
Fired

Patty
Walk
The Block
Fast, slow, stop, run
Sniff, pee, bark, poop - digging in - having fun!

Just Dessert
End 
of day
on Tuesdays
we spend some time
learning new ways to write poems that don't rhyme. 

De Facto

Moments

Are hard to grasp

They slip quickly by, here

Gone - as complete in themselves as a 

Lifetime

Reality

Quantum Physics

Waves, here and there

Open to possibilities

Idea

Some August Poems

Backyard

Small vegetables

Getting tall, bearing fruit

a good meal in a week or so

Garden

August

hot and humic

draining my energy

making movement tiresome and slow

Summer

Cinquain Poems - Memory Lane

A Cinquain poem is composed of 22 syllables - 5 lines - each line has a function
1st A noun
2nd Description of the 1st line
3rd Action
4th Feeling or effect
5th Synonym for 1st line

 I composed this poem after a chance electronic "chat" with a friend of my mother's - the wife of my first boyfriend who I hadn't seen since her wedding  in my mother's extremely fundamentalist church, 44 years ago.  The whole church was invited to the wedding, as was the custom, so I went although I no longer attended the church nor did I know the bride beyond sight and her name.   Her "chat" took me back to that place and time in my life.  

Mother

focused on God

scorn  and abandon us

making us fearful and unloved

Evil

"A really rough time back then" 

My art

paints, paper, clay, words

turning a blank page bright

sustaining, freeing, opening

Savior

How I got through it.

True Colors are Showing

if you are ostracizing

your old friend of twenty years

perhaps you should stop

sending him your jersey bull

letters of contradiction

August 6, 2013

Tanka Poem - August 5th

sitting in the shade

in the cool part of the pool

conversation flows

a breeze blows a bird flies by

she is taking a vacation

Visitors

people come visit

we met twenty years ago 

and i don't know them

but i need something to do

maybe i'll get to know them

don't immerse yourself

let them glow in their own light

from them find some enjoyment

what is their enlightenment

stand back and listen 

August 2013

 

Tanka Poems - Inside

my little black book

i fill with secretive thoughts

no one is aware

friends faults and shortcomings

listed unkindly mine too

almost every day

i  struggle with my black heart

in a poets way

faults my eyes see my pen scribes

my speech and lips keep silent

August 2013

Tanka Poem - Summer

summer one more month

tomatoes in abundance 

should i make salsa

drink iced tea and iced coffee

awaiting beloved autumn

glenda august/2013