Ronovan Décima Poetry Challenge #12
This morning the air was so still As if waiting for a gust of wind In that moment her hope is pinned To her everyday test of will. The young ones love their tests of skill, In battles with daily travail. Some will falter and some might fail At least they tried to reach the end. If your goal’s to outrun the wind Winners must take steps to prevail! ©2020 cj holm
https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/07/01/decima-poetry-prompt-wind/
“Décima” (also known as Espinel)is a Spanish style or form of musical poetry that contains 10 lines of eight syllables.
The style has a rhyming pattern of abbaaccddc. Sometimes you break the stanza up in abba/accddc.
The abba/accddc requires either a period or semicolon after the fourth line break.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lXV588lIHm0
Around Me…
so much happening while I stay home, avoiding the Corona Virus! In the background, the news drones on while elsewhere the death toll rises.
August whirlwinds drift above farmer’s black tilled fields -distant church bells toll Prairie birds don’t heed the sounds they’re just like the clouds above ©2020 cj holm
“Men of ill judgment ignore the good that lies within their hands, till they have lost it.” -Sophocles
Angry waters roll connecting the sea to sky -calling night wind to play ©2020 cj holm
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge 288 Smoulder / Subdued
Wood smoulders and glows as night time subdues the wind -wolf cries for its’ home
-CJ Holm
Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge 282 Haze / Sand
Alone in the haze The loon’s night-call floats in air -Sand sticks to my toes Lapping waves and jumping frogs -CJ Holm
Haiku/Senryu Challenge (12/02/19)
https://ronovanwrites.com/2019/12/02/weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-6/
frosty white curtains billow in wind piercing cries dancing in snow storm -cj holm
winter’s bitter winds mix the flavors of my day -lemon tea and sugar -cj holm
west wind howls tonight but never beholds the moon -white peonies rest ©2018 cj holm
Words and Image ©2018 cj holm
Dawn’s dreary vistas greet October’s darkened skies -geese call to their mate Westerly winds are raging goldenrod has lost its shine -cj holm
Meadowlarks soar on wind’s sundown prairie song -chasing cares away Calling dreams of yesterday with echoing trills of joy cj holm
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