on realizing you are

raw-

as seeds,

softened soil, 

nurturing      sky

hard thrusting of birth

sweat, blood & fears mingling

with joy... and the unknown looms 

like   giant  tidal   waves,  you    feel   

the weight on your shoulders & though your 

hands  are  gentle now,  your  eyes are all fire- 

A New Beginning by Canadian artist:  Maxine Noel
Grace @ Everyday Amazing

Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Corey's prompt on Raw
and Sunday's Mini-challenge by Hedgewitch - Etheree form ~  Happy weekend ~

Nightwatch

we climb out of our cars, straining 

to see the last harvest of full moon. 

The trees are silent as we're counting

each grain weaving across the dark sky-

each light sliding, skating the lagoon-

each verse stitching like a neat bow tie-

lustrous is canvas unveiling, awed 
are we to witness this feat: scooped,  swooned,

lifted like a gem - a night unflawed !

 

Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Nocturna poem and theme - I am hosting this mini-challenge this weekend.

Poetry form:  This is a 9 line poem (3 tercets) linked by the rhyme of the centre line. I have kept the 9 syllables per line (instead of 10) and have followed the rhyme scheme:  a. b. a. c. b. c. d. b. d.

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Photo credit:  here

Pink blooms

Grace @ Everyday Amazing

pink blooms

bursting like waves

upon the cold spring breeze

garlands weave, casting aside leaves
 and modesty, like sassy show troupers-   
painting the sky iridescent- 

i drink in your beauty

-swift as sunset-

pink blooms

Posted for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Sunday Mini-challenge - Rictameter
This is 9 line poem with the following rhyme scheme - 2-4-6-8-10-8-6-4-2 and the first and last lines are the same.   

OUTside

The view from my cubicle

Grace @ Everyday Amazing

the noise outside
never ceases - whistling, screeching, thundering 
from cars, trucks

going east or west
always fast -
chasing ticking clock

I don't see - 
muting the snowdrops falling, trembling       
like a dove.


  

Posted for Real Toads - Mary's Mixed Bag - Windows
Poetry form:   La Lune for D'verse Poets Pub - Take 2 for me ~

3 lines of 3-5-3 words or 5-3-5 syllabic count - I have used both.