Several Poems Written from Kalliope Prompt

"Fate"

In blue sky birds perch
On brown tree branches

Rotted flesh, yet green
Below on the ground ---

A stench, heavy, sweet
Rises in the air

Busy chirps endure
Just as ripe fruit drops
Each of us must die.

Poem 2
In this poem I put the same letter in second line, which I decided,
made the poem hard to understand. It needs rewriting.

"Ripe Fruit"

In blue skies birds perch,
Framed by green leaves,
On brown tree branches
Fermented perfume
Rotted flesh, some green
Festering maggots squirm
Below on the ground
Fragrance musky
A stench, heavy, sweet
Fetid and unfettered
Rises in the air
Fairy and Elflike
Busy chirpers endure
Future most certain
Just as the ripe fruit drops
Finally we die.


1. A brief description of the first thought
2. The original draft few lines
3. Three beginnings of poems including titles and either: first lines;
or first few lines (whichever you have)

Titles:
"Timmy Died, "
"A Child dies."
"Death"


First thoughts: Parent deals with death
Some beginnings:
I. I sit here by his side
My child had died
Did the world sigh?
Did bird's chirps change to cries?

The bond is broken
The floor dark red
Yes, my son is dead

My eyes are horribly swollen
The empty sound
Resounds, bounces in my head

What captured his soul?
Life is no longer the goal.
II. I look down at the red stains on the hardwood floor.
I feel my eyes red and swollen
I see that he is not breathing, he is dead
III. I stare down at his still form
I wait for his chest to rise
I begin to accept, to mourn
Timmy, my Timmy is dead.
IV. Timmy's demise
A child dies
The world sighs
Chirps change to cries.

Little One

Avoid strife and Live life, little one,
When you leave I will grieve and groan
Forge ahead, go up to the top, never stop or stumble
Fighting is a part of death; take a breath, be brave
Give your "all" to each day, stay away, from sorrow
Since you can't know, let it go, gracefully
Avoid Strife and Live life, little one.

The Rose

Alone, I hold this single red rose,
Tired, its petals are gilded by mold,
When you spoke, were those lies that you told?
Why couldn't you be honest for one more day?
To you, this was only another springtime flower
It's almost dead, winter is near, I suspect,
Next year, even tho the roses will bloom again,
There will never be another, like this one here,
In fact, I hear stories they might all dissappear!

exercise: Jueju

I.
The wind howls into my ear
My body responds with fear
Wind, the element mixer,
Tormenting devil tricks'er.
II.
Zephyr does whisper to me
"Dust, there is no where to flee!"
Wind, the elixir does blend
Elements dance and ascend.

"Rows to Hoe"

In nineteen hundred forty four
The rays of sunshine hurt her head
She hated the plots unending chore
A girl of five awash with dread
Her dreams of food and cloths and toys
No treats or candy or play or boys
She runs and hides under a tree
In nineteen hundred sixty three
On sale, a jacket, she picked yellow
A brief and flaming, glowing show
A morpheus gain, a moth to flame
The grief is burnt to ash and smoke
Avoiding rows and rows and rows
Of cotton to hoe; of sickles and crows

Iambic Hexameter

"Homeless"
A man in rags no coat, no tie, no vest, or hat
Now lives on streets in rain, in cold, in snow, no heat
Once rich, his claim a car, a wife, a kid and cash.
He hopes to eat; he waits for soup or digs in trash
His bed a box on bank of river or bench in park
It's gone, the love, the joy, the peace and life is dark.

Pentameter "Love is Real"

A shout, a pout, they doubt this love is real,
He’s mad, she’s sad, they curse in pain and ire,
She thinks he dared jinx a love so rare
A kiss now bliss a sign to show and seal,
No shout, no pout, no doubt this love is real.

Terza Rima

Soldiers Convoy
Victim's of trickery
Helen of Troy
Stay the course
Don't anger the Gods
Trojan horse
Collateral damage
Killer's excuse
Smother outrage
Orchid lithophytes
Grows on stone
Operation Right-to-life

BLANK VERSE

Angel,

Are you.......

One of seven, intelligent; pure beings

Historical script in a holy book

Cherub illuminator of God’s envy

In the constellation Ursa Major

Light that entered the womb before my birth

Scorekeeper of deeds in a holy book

Courier assigned to take my soul away

Or Are you simply...

Displayed in my curio cabinet

Inanimate, chipped, winged, white doll

Stamped with the insignia “made in China.”

Allegory

George the old free-range Rooster
He is cock of the walk
And a slick tongued boaster
Listen to him crow and squawk
Leader of big bend
Ruler of all the chickens
He makes sure his elephant friend
get the best pickens!
The hens have lost their hope
He says "Killing is life and isn't cruel"
"Don't you understand you dope?"
When the biddy gets squashed by the mule.
It's the collateral price of "my" freedom
Stay locked in your pen
Next time it won't be a bird that will come
Keep it shut, don't let the gate open

Accentual Meter

Though true, definitely different,
Dogs dig holes, cats scratch poles,
Canine jumps; growls low,
Feline creeps, meows loud
Bowser barks-Wags his tail,
Preening Purring she's perfectly proud,
Though True, definitely different,
Equally Eager to leap into my lap.

Pantoum

Waiting for the bell to ring
Under her spell
Scents of tasty cuisine
Sailor enchanted by siren

Under her spell
Bread, butter, honey and meat
Sailor enchanted by siren
Oranges, nuts an ambrosia treat

Bread, butter, honey and meat
Scents of tasty cuisine
Oranges, nuts an ambrosia treat
Waiting for the bell to ring

Challenge# 9 Cinquain - Nirvana

Tainted
Imprisonment
Lust passion enslaved
longing for purification
Devil

N I R V A N A

Sainted
Free from shackles
Temporate in habit
Clean and free from impurity
Cherub

Challenge# 8 Amphigouri

Pale blue moon beams
bathe my naked body.
Fire flies blink wildly,
I watch them,
And I am mesmerized.

The fan blows
my hair into my eyes,
You sleep beside me,
as if tranquilized,
Hazy gray vaporous dreams.

Challenge# 7 Adynaton

When the moon
stands still
The wheel
rolls uphill
Then I will
you forgive
and begin again
to live
This speech
was contrived
To let you know
Our love cannot survive.

Challenge#6 Anacreon

Luscious, sweet fruit of the vine,
On the table are two glasses,
Filled with white wine,
Across from me you sit,
You smile,
Deep blue innocent eyes,
Without guile,
Very slowly you trace,
The outline of my face
With your fingers,
Your hand lingers,
Your lips meet mine,
As we kiss I find,
Warmth spreads,
Feeling sharp tingles,
Yearning and desire mingles.

Challenge#5Acrostic

C haste
H anged
R eigns
I ncarnate
S avior
T rail of blood.

Challenge #4 Academic Poem (modernism)

Hearing my command
she pauses,

just long enough,
to let me know whose boss,

then obediantly jumps,
into the back of the truck.

Challenge#3 Abstract Poem

Rose
Plastic, artificial,
Too shiny and too perfect,
Deep dusky red color will never fade.
Rose

Challenge #2 Poem using abstract language

In an earlier romantic time in my life,
Before,
Chauvinism, sexism, and ageism...
Passion came easily to me,
Delivered without design,
No charge for love or fee,
Now, in this time today,
After,
Realism, rationalism, and materialism..
enchantment has gone away.

duh!