Sevenling: Music

summer sun dappled over the bowl of pears, 
while champagne glasses begged to be filled with laughter, 
as his fingers flew over piano keys - crescendo, sharp, diminuendo-

she didn't believed in palm reading (including tarot cards),   
destiny carved by family genes (even if they are colorful),
nor travelling alone (she loves noisy company)- 

but when his heart gave way, suddenly, music bubbled flat

Paining by Claudia Schonfeld, used with permission

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - 5th anniversary celebration.   Please check out Claudia's interview and our poetry prompt is sevenling poem about music.   

My poem is based on my high school classmate's hubby who suddenly died of his first heart attack this past week.   It was traumatic as it was unexpected.

Thanks for joining us at our week long anniversary celebration (July 18-22).   

Skydiving into the new season

peel away old skin  
untangle twigs, twisted with tattered leaves 
clear cobwebs and broken glass from winter's storm    

new buds thrust their faces
up above the rain-dappled ground, their tongues
hungry for sun-yellowed lashes     

spring comes hurling a giant ball whilst whistling with cardinals- 

Credit:  Colossal

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - 7.   This is a 44 word count with the word TWIST.   The pub opens at 3pm EST.    We had a wonderful spring weather over the weekend, finally ! 

Fantasy on cold winter night

Play the violin
Fiddle the lute
Drum the cymbals 

I am garden, keyed with seeds
Singing to the moon, coppery fire:
Melt the ice crystals, draw leaves rising & chanting-

Music of spring whips up a storm, dabbing the sky buttered-green- 

Painting by Elisabetta Trevisan

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Fantasia or fantasy with guest host, Lillian ~   Thanks for the visit ~

Two Sevenling poems

Sevenling (First meeting)


There are three things she recalls - 
the way he laughed with her,  gentleness
of his hands & sunset unfolding in his eyes

Language is a dance of spoken
words and unspoken thoughts.  It also nests
nuances, which seems to invite a kiss-

She knew he is a keeper

Picture credit:  here

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Sevenling (Travelling) 



In the station, we check our list:  
luggages, tickets and coins
for the subway musician playing a folksy song

There are different rules for the rich -
luxury yacht vacations, private plane lounges 
and special tax treatment -

We travel via rustic train, smelling earth, tasting wind-

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Sevenling, hosted by De Jackson ~  Thanks for the visit ~

Pears

For Haiku Heights:  Paradox

three golden pears
unwashed, untouched, unpared dessert;    
she wanted apples 


For Real Toads:   Sevenling (Pears)


in the fading light, he clings to her image:   
autumn leaves falling on hair, 
ripe pear cheeks and laughing eyes  

in the kitchen, she slices the fruits, 
soaking them with spiced red wine and sugar 
concoction, and drizzling cinnamon dust 

beside the homecoming dish, she waits for the call     



Posted for Haiku Heights and Real Toads ~  Thanks for the visit ~  

Sevenling (Window)

the window opens to three things:
colour of the sky, trees on the horizon
and white pebbled ground 


the eye catches the morning palette on brick wall,   
smell of buttered pancakes and syrup, and
sealed envelope and file on mahogany table


the mood of the day has been made.


Posted for Imaginary Garden of Real Toads :   Sunday Photo's Challenge

Poetry form:  Sevenling - a poetry form of 7 lines.  The first three lines should contain an element of three - three connected or contrasting statements, or a list of three details, names or possibilities. This can take up all of the three lines or be contained anywhere within them. Then, lines four to six should similarly contain an element of three, connected directly or indirectly or not at all. The seventh line should act as a narrative summary or punchline or as an unusual juxtaposition. 

Picture credit:   Margaret Bednar of Art Happens 365