Do You?

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Do you know
it takes my
breath to think
–that you would
reach for me,
–that in your eyes
I see such softness
mixed with longing,
–that when you
call me sweetheart,
my soul
shakes its wings?
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Ravenous — After Sarah McLachlan, Fear (a golden shovel poem)

It’s summer here in my little corner of the world, and I’m on vacation. I’m headed to an island, with my paints and my pens and my Bear! So over the next several days, I’ll be reposting favorites:

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black wolf 3

The way your blue eyes pierce my flesh, they 
take my breath — whisper like winter. They say 
that I am mystery and gut-wrenching temptation.
I am amazed by this, and by your strength of will 
to unleash the beast inside you –  but not destroy.
Yes, you tear into my body and soul, and yes, our 
cries echo in the dark. All the forest hears our love.
I think you are magic — the incantation that bids the 
blood in my veins race, my body ache for you — never
fully sated. I’m fed and empty, this need not ending.
In your yearning eyes, I find my insatiable hunger.
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POETIC FORM:

golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.

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POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:

For today’s prompt, it’s the final “Two for Tuesday” prompt:
  1. Write a love poem.
  2. Write an anti-love poem.
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Ache — After Labrinth, Jealous (a golden shovel poem)

freckles
You know I love to touch you. I’m
addicted to your flesh — so jealous
of the sunlight and the breath of 
autumn wind. I’d give back all the
nights I’ve slept, to stand out in the rain
to tip my head back to the sky that
rains on you today. It falls
across your freckled cheeks, dances upon
your face, as I long to kiss again your
lips and taste your rain drenched skin.
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POETIC FORM
golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.
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POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:
For today’s prompt, write an idea poem.
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Too Full — After Delta Rae, Bottom of the River (a golden shovel poem)

frecklekiss

Your kisses have a way of making me drunk —
not like maybe I’ve had a few too many and 
maybe I really shouldn’t have driven, 
but like I can’t even form words, and, by 
the way, my mouth is too full of yours, to say a
single one! It’s what mama would call devil’s
whiskey! But, devil or no, I can’t satisfy this hunger! 

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POETIC FORM

golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.

POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:

For today’s prompt, write a festive poem.

For more information, check out– http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-5.

 

Once Upon a Touch — After Pearl Jam, Once (a golden shovel poem)

hand-touching-skin

You touch me only once, 
and I feel fire upon 
my skin! You are like
shooting star, through time! 
You burn your marks right in —
thought I could resist, that I could 
keep my flesh under control
now I simply sigh, and lose myself.
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POETIC FORM

golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.

POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Once Upon a (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.

Serendipity (a luc bat poem)

luckylady

You say things that make me
hold my breath — do you see? I’m struck!
I can’t believe my luck.
My thoughts they run amok, they fly!
That you’d love such as I —
the thought my tongue does tie in knots.
Your words steal all my thoughts.
The wonder love has wrought
cannot be sold or bought.
It comes when we’ve forgot — it’s free.
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POETIC FORM: LUC BAT
luc bat – (vietnamese “six-eight”) Alternating lines of 6 and 8 syllables. The rhyme scheme renews at the end of every 8-syllable line and rhymes on the 6th syllable of both lines: xxxxxA, xxxxxAxB, xxxxxB, xxxxxBxC, xxxxxC, xxxxxCxD, xxxxxD, xxxxxDxE. No set length or subject matter.
For more info: Poetic Asides

 

Her Eyes (a Triolet)

galaxyeyes

There are galaxies in her eyes,
and gazing into, them I fall —
like spinning across the night skies.
There are galaxies in her eyes.
I find myself there, with surprise,
in eyes potent enough to enthrall.
There are galaxies in her eyes,
and gazing into them, I fall.
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POETIC FORM: Triolet

An 8 line poem. The first line of the poem is used 3 times and the second line is used twice. There are only 3 other lines to write: 2 rhyme with the first line, the other rhymes with the second line.

FORM DIAGRAM:

A (first line)
B (second line)
a (rhymes with first line)
A (repeat first line)
a (rhymes with first line)
b (rhymes with second line)
A (repeat first line)
B (repeat second line)

Only Alice Knows (a triolet)

butterflies

I’m keeping butterflies in my hat–
the wonder is mine, for now.
Maybe you can understand that?
I’m keeping butterflies in my hat,
smiling like that Cheshire cat.
A little madness, we should allow.
I’m keeping butterflies in my hat–
the wonder is mine, for now.

POETIC FORM: TRIOLET

The triolet (TREE-o-LAY), has 13th century French roots linked to the rondeau or “round” poem. An 8-line poem, in which the first line is used 3 times and the second line is used twice. There are 3 other lines 2 of which rhyme with the first line, the other rhymes with the second line.

DIAGRAM:
A (first line)
B (second line)
a (rhymes with first line)
A (repeat first line)
a (rhymes with first line)
b (rhymes with second line)
A (repeat first line)
B (repeat second line)
For more information on this form, check out Poetic Asides.