Wednesday, March 11, 2026

1379

[image from google]

Poui Alert

Alive! The Queens Park Savannah

March is here do you hear

The breezes through poui


Trees dress themselves so

You and i will stare in gasps

Oh how pretty the pink is


But the yellow is gorgeous

Too, still the whites are showy

Enough to arrest our stares


Easter is near, or else

Why the fuss from trees at

The perimeter of The Savannah

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Challenge: to  incorporate a landscape or cityscape into your poetry that either mirrors or amplifies your interior landscape (or lack thereof). Be sure to use the examples above to guide you as to what I mean by “embodying a landscape.” Is there a place that’s special to you, that moves you, that has become a part of you? Perhaps you have a memory of encountering a landscape that has changed you or enlightened you? What particulars of this landscape have inspired, comforted, encouraged, strengthened you, or done just the opposite? Put it all in a poem, and take us there.
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Monday, March 9, 2026

1378

At Dawn

 Birdsongs at dawn

That time when i yawn


A sliver of light seeps in

My eyes seek to invite


Ah the wind so mild in sway

Banana fronds in shadow play 


Magical the hours of newness 

Erasing all my sleepiness 


Ah birdsongs at dawn

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Using the prompt word - bird
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Thursday, March 5, 2026

1377

 Oh the dusty windy days

Sneezes and coughs in assails


Indoor stays become again

The best choice of aging


Wait till later the night brings

A calming song of baslm


Then feet may dance

And wine to announce


The poet's ardous soul

Which only the moon soup


The gadabout's pervade

The gadabout's prevail

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH 
Challenge:
  • Write at least 12 lines of poetry in couplets
  • separate the poem into couplets of 2 line stanzas
  • the couplets must rhyme but only using half or para rhymes 



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Tuesday, March 3, 2026

1376

 As sure as sunshine after rain

Trek when sunny the day 

Being close to trees again

Moss on age old stone

Birdsongs as sunshine after rain

Tired legs tired back

Stopping starting up again

Backpacks heavy to shoulders

Cicadas their shrill refrain

Atmosphere eerie forest green

Continue as sunshine after rain

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH 
Challenge: to write a poem using only phrases


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Monday, March 2, 2026

1375

 Goings And Comings

[I looked at the Soaps and enjoyed them so much. I never knew then, i was part of a soap opera, myself]

Last year it was my London uncle, he died, RIP. Then my youngest brother hosted for the first time a Family Get Together. There were folks from New York and Trinidad. We had a fun day in August.


yellow tees bespoke

colour my deceased mother

loved so very much


So that was last year, when i met for the first time a sister, i had heard about, who materialized, wearing red the colour of planet Mars. All the folks associated with only my father wore red.


So this year my Grenada uncle passed. He was the beloved uncle of all his neices and nephews. Would you beleive, no had anything negative to say of him. He was phenomenal.


one more shining star  

has joined the overhead sky -

 for my uncle James


Then in comes a new brother, living in Florida, who was searching for his father, who happened to be also my father. In conversation with a cousin of mine he related his quest. He had gone to the right source. By serendipity his search ended. Except for Rose, who was still in Grenada after the funeral of uncle James. Wednesday gone we brothers and sisters met.


my new found brother 

at last we meet face to face -

celebration time

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BLOG HOPPING TODAY WITH 
Challenge: compose a haibun that reflects that resonance, as a tribute to the Pulitzer Prize-winner’s work - Tracy K. Smith, “Life on Mars” Graywolf Press





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