Saturday, February 18, 2017

Only Alcatraz had that unsavory reputation

                                                                                                 Attribution: Unknown
Image: He sprung into action (here)
(Bekkie's Image as provided)

the 11 of 12 given words:
line hope marooned sign deny 
seem deal sky stream swing fill

He lined up his hopes of making a getaway
To be marooned on this island prison doing
nothing was a sure sign of a defeatist attitude

Only Alcatraz had that unsavory reputation
to deny him the freedom so precious

What seemed to be a raw deal was to be
addressed as he was just a small fry
His bosses got away scot-free leaving him
to face the rap languishing in jail alone
Unfinished business in the offing so he
decided and he was unstoppable

When the sky had darkened with streams
of menacing red colors he would swing
into action to fill the cravings to be free and
to right the wrong he so desperately yearned

Brenda's Sunday's Whirl Wordle #287
Bekkie's Saturday's Image Write #3
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #341

Why must I be subjected to such creation

                                                                        Artist: Juan Gris (1887–1927)
Image: The Smoker (here)

Note:
Expressionism was initially in poetry and painting 
Its typical trait is to present the world solely from 
a subjective perspective, distorting it radically for 
emotional effect in order to evoke moods or ideas 
Expressionist artists sought to express the meaning 
of emotional experience rather than physical reality.

Why must I be subjected to such creation
Distorted by design than by choice of angst
Of traumatic proportions much maligned

Why must I be tendered as an exhibit
Desensitized without trite of conscience
Holding the ford for a generation of artists
Wrought to non-conforming traits and tendencies
Not aligned to straight lines nor realities of
perspectives to space and distances

I am to carry the flag of so-called modern art
devoid of semblance of physical likeness
but rather to account for subjective emotions
that elicited curiosity initially but later of wonder

Of how graphically emotions in stark contrasts
were presented without batting an eye-lid

In the process I am now typically seen and
savored as a masterpiece worth millions

For Bjorn's at d'Verse's  -  MTB with expressionism

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Had he the strength to overcome?

                                                                                             Author: Pingz Man
Image: Sad looking Soul (here)

3WW given words:
decaying ember fragrant

Midweek Motif  -  love

Prophetic of his fear in those
dying moments of regret he could
only lament pulsating embers
decaying in his senses

Clamoring tenaciously for a hold
it sustained soft whiffs of fragrant
thoughts of love that ran
through in his hurting heart

Had he the strength to overcome
Had he the resolve to sink his pride?
It could not be a moment better!

He must muster his strength to
rekindle the heat of the past few days
still simmering of Happy Valentine

Have a heart!
He could discern the faint insistence

Thomg's 3WW #319
Susan's at PU's Midweek Motif
Lillian's at d'Verse's  -  have-a-heart

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

He had wished for more like-minded Trudeaus

                                                                             Attribution: Alex Guibord
Image: Matured beyond (Good) Looks (here)

the 12 given words:
madly scream blackbird voluminous
crack chain morsel narrow fallen settle
overmorrow (the day after tomorrow)
zenosyne (the sense that time is going faster)

Madly remorseful he could scream murder
Blackmailed by a blackbird in voluminous ire
so he felt so he pondered his future

At the crack of dawn he would gather
in a chain with others looking for morsels
Along that narrow passage were those fallen
to bad times grouped together not of their own
choosing but with others facing a similar fate

He had wished for more like-minded Trudeaus
Enhancing humanitarian efforts to help settle
his brethren caught in the line of Syrian cross-fire
Overmorrow he hoped to see his fortunes change
for the better too and not to be still struggling in the
refugee camp where the zenosyne was troubling

MLMM's Wordle #142
Kerry's at Real Toad's  - the tuesday platform

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Scant attention is all it gets - A Quadrille

                                                                         Attribution: AdiJapan
Image: Been through so many minds (here)

Not given a ghost of a chance
How so cruel this world that fits the bill
Elusive in its make-up more just in passing
Scant attention is all it gets
Much to the consternation of those
who in the background sacrificed
time and money
(44 words)

Kim's at d'Verse's Quadrille #26
and to include the word  -  ghost

His love back home left to fend for itself

                                                                                               Attribution: Newone
Image: A Valentine's Kiss (here)

Inspired by Sanaa's
Love’s a night-song sweet sung by
the tender strokes of wind – Valentine’s Day Special

13 given words:
bled body doors dreamed carved soldiers prayers 
fingernails fire body papers stone brown

His heart bled and his body caved in
owing to constant pressure
Doors to his soul were readily opened ajar
He dreamed of the sanctity of love carved out
pouring in not surreptitiously but in droves

Just as soldiers out at the front
Who could only hope their longings
Wrought with desires fears and prayers
were rightly brought home windswept
through storms hail and snow

He pressed his fingernails deep into his skin
To accentuate the fire burning hot in his body

Even if papers were to turn to stone
Brown with heat from his unrelenting quests
He could not hide his frustrations fighting for
someone else without knowing the reasons
His love back home left to fend for itself
sadly on this Valentine's Day

Brenda's Sunday's Whirligig Wordle #286
Sanaa's Prompt Nights - Valentine’s Day Special

Friday, February 10, 2017

He stuck to his guns

                                                                                            Attribution: Jane Long 
Image: Look Ma, no hands! (here)
(a show-stealer meant for bigger things)

11 given phrases:
pink thistle, cane fields, self-propelled , business districts
Black Oyster Bar, satchel of notebooks, salt domes
ghost-dancing,  cinder and salt deposits
honky-tonk (bar that provides country music)
three persons in one (Holy Trinity)

He stuck to his guns
Would have loved the colorful pink thistle clumps
But ended up in the expanse of drab cane fields
Very much like wanting to be a self propelled
professional in a business district but found
himself thrown into the Black Oyster Bar
a honky-tonk outfit belting out not just
Randy Travis numbers but even
three persons in one gospel music

With a satchel of notebooks
that jutted up like a salt dome
Ghost-dancing like a skilled Indian brave of old
It was no cinder and deposits sort of movements
but trappings of ballroom dancing
cool and collected

This was no mean feat
Mastered through years of dedication
A refined show-stealer!

Stacy's Word List Wednesdays #10
Bekkie's Saturday's Image Write #2
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #340

The Wall yes, the Wall!

                                                                                      Attribution: Airunp
Image: The Great Wall (here)

The Wall yes, the Wall
Defensive and customs posts
Jerico, Hadrian's
China's and Berlin's all in
the past but now a new Wall?
.
Marian's at Real Toad's  -  walls
Grace's at d'Verse's OLN #189

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

He ought to be forgiven he thought

                                                                                 Attribution: Andreas Eichler
Image: A male Common Blue butterfly (here)

12 given words:
bread butter ferocity gray feed 
home hidden holiness forgiven gutted
burlap (coarse jute fabric)
grained (of textures that are rough to the touch)

3WW given words:
bare crave
asymmetrical (has two sides that don't match - it's uneven)

Midweek Motif  -  space

Bread and butter issues with such
ferocity raced through his gray matter
It's to feed home a crave bare with
emotions but hidden from the likes of
his holiness' guidance that he sought

He ought to be forgiven he thought
He needed space to think clear of grained
ideas already gutted to be best stored
in a burlap now drained of energy

He was still troubled by his asymmetrical
brain that went in many directions and he
was literally stumped for good answers

Thomg's 3WW week #318
Sumana's at PU's Midweek Motif  -  space
MMT's Sunday's Whiligig #98

Shaken he stirred sour faced.

                                                                                                   Author: Corwinhee
Image: Locked in Combat (here)

Two offerings:

Shaken he stirred sour faced. 
Got straight up a twist of his head
and back on his feet
His marriage on the rocks
but nothing kamikaze
Must find a tonic to make up
(33 words)

Name your poison let's have a duel
It is a kamikaze tie, one on liquid courage
Twist straight up as it may be the last call
Prove your elixir of youth is intact
(33 words)

De's at d'Verse's Poetics  -  muse mixology

Monday, February 6, 2017

What's more, I have likeness of one!

                                                                                                      Author: Tbachner
Image:  Orang Utan a Distant Cousin (here)

the 12 given words:
polite drown escape
exulansis (n.wandering restlessly in the fog)
diabolist (devilish or fiendish)
seethe soften fanfare accelerate mess likeness
adroit (nimble in the use of the hands or body.)

I don't wish to be impolite
But I'm utterly crushed
Tried to drown my sorrows
To escape from this exulansis
A diabolist a throwback on my
very existence

Seething with frustration
More than just in anger
I just cannot soften my stand
A fanfare ought to do it
Must accelerate my resolve
Got to get the mess out of this

I'm even better, see!
Adroit and ambidextrous
What's more, I have likeness of one
Why can't I be more human than just looks

For Amber's MLMM's Wordle #141
Marian's at Real Toad's  the tuesday platform

Saturday, February 4, 2017

On a silver platter in unusual fashion

                                                                                         Attribution: Bekkie Sanchez
Image: What a Dish! (here)

Best choice as of the waters' token
Array of offerings to test with relish
On a silver platter in unusual fashion
An angler's delight, what a dish!

A dash of lime a clove of garlic
Whet the appetite in simple measures
Nothing spectacular just a wayward chick
Dreams of a quick fix for a connoisseur
(55 words)

Bekkie's  Saturday's Image Write #1
Mary's at PU's Poetry Pantry #339
Kerry's at Real Toad's  -  flash 55 plus

Friday, February 3, 2017

With a rhythmic gait an alluring eyeful

                                                             Author: Edmund H. Garrett (1853-1929)
Image: Silky Tresses Trailing (here)

An idyllic setting is not a requisite
To ignite an avalanche of loving care
Largesse of feelings bubbling inside
All that is lucrative to be laid bare

For oft, when on my couch I lie 
In vacant or in pensive mood, 
They flash upon that inward eye 
Which is the bliss of solitude

Lissom being elegant and beautiful
Silky tresses trailing in the winds
A rhythmic gait an alluring eyeful
Playfully in memory none to rescind

Lavishly listless outwardly a constraint
Emptiness often beside my lonely self
You have gone without time to explain
Cruelty to a soul a sacrilege to assess

Note: To write inspired by the Bard of Rydal
Mount – William Wordsworth. In italics is part
of the 4th stanza of William 's 'I Wandered
Lonely as a Cloud'

For Sanaa's Prompt Nights – Writing is both
mask and unveiling. (Battle of the Bards) – [40]