In Other Words, – Surfers Paradise, Waiting for the Next Wave


In Other Words, – Surfers Paradise, Waiting for the Next Wave

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Write a story or poem of 5 Lines or Less using the word “wave”.

Written for, In Other Words, Wave

surfboard inspiring
waiting for approaching wave
surfers paradise
stressful week, catch the next wave
be happy, give it a try

What is Tanka Poetry?  It consists of five units, usually with the following pattern of 5-7-5-7-7 which is syllables. The first three lines (5/7/5) are the upper phase. This upper stage is where you create an image in your reader’s mind. The last two lines (7/7) of a Tanka poem are called the lower phase.  The final two lines should express the poet’s ideas about the image that was created in the three lines above.

This tanka poem, I used two meanings for wave

1. The ocean surfing wave

2. Give someone a hand wave and reap the results.

Which is not the usual way of writing a tanka poem as I have explained above.

Villanelle Poetry – Country Drive


Villanelle Poetry – Country Drive

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Country Drive

While enjoying a drive in the country air
a very fast car past us and went ahead
his passion for fast cars gave us a scare

while taking the corner too fast, I swear
he braked, car rolled, ended up brain dead
while enjoying a drive in the country air

His car was built for comfort, beware
he needed to learn how to drive, I said
his passion for fast cars gave us a scare

fast driving is not important, take care
all his dreams ended on his death-bed
while enjoying a drive in the country air

that is all there is to say, except a prayer
so many tears for all his loved one to shed
his passion for fast cars give us a scare

now our memories of that drive in fresh air
always a memory living forever in our head
while enjoying a drive in the country air
his passion for fast cars gave us a scare

What is Villanelle Poetry:

The highly structured villanelle is a nineteen-line poem with two repeating rhymes and two refrains. The form is made up of five tercets followed by a quatrain.

The rhyme scheme is AbA’ abA’ abA’ abA’ abA’ abAA’, so there are only two rhymes that end all the lines.

In addition, the first line and third line, the refrains, are repeated four times each –

the first line appears at the end of stanzas 2 and 4 and as the second-to-last line in stanza 6.

The poem’s third line appears again at the end of stanzas 3, 5, and 6.

New Poetry – Spiral Quatrain – Mosaic of Colors


New Poetry – Spiral Quatrain – Mosaic of Colors

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Mosaic of Color

Colors of the earth,
start of day, sunrise gold,
brightly like a marigold.
Sunset, spiritual rebirth

While white, symbol of purity,
guarantees security.
Colorless skein of life
to purple loosestrife.

Many glow then fade,
but we still treasure them.
Brightness of a grand parade,
to the darkness of damson plum.

Some colors have strange behavior,
movements in a gentle breeze,
some hues are left behind,
brings misbehavior.

Purple loosestrife is a marsh herb with a long spike of purple flowers

What is a Spiral Quatrain Poem?

This form was created by © Amanda J. Norton, aka  – Dark Butterfly
on July 13, 2012

Stanzaic, 4 quatrains
Rhyme Scheme: abba        ccdd        efef        abba
syllabic               5/6/7/8   8/7/6/5   5/6/7/8   8/7/6/5

Four Quatrains, no specific meter requirement.

Must be Centred.

Copyright © 2018 Elsie Hagley

Heart Collaboration


Heart Collaboration

Patty Thurlby author of, asked if I would like to write a poem for a fun collaboration for her, Yes, I did write a few and here is the result.


Patty say’s it was a fun collaboration and I appreciate Elsie (who lives in New Zealand!) participating. A big thank you to Elsie!   You can read the complete poem:

Mixture of Haiku/Senryu, Tanka, Bussokusekika Poetry for the Heart


Please have a look at Patty’s post, she explains how she made it, also check out her shop on Etsy.

Mixture of Haiku/Senryu, Tanka, Bussokusekika Poetry for the Heart


A Mixture of Haiku/Senryu, Tanka, Bussokusekika Poetry for the Heart

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Poetry for the Heart

Beauty can be touched
the heart can feel everything
life is beautiful
let your soul open to it
rejoice and you will prosper

A heart that knows love
Is rich with a lovely soul
makes you feel alive
life taught me the sun will shine
no matter what fate you cross
If only you use your heart

Don’t let the heart die
bitterness will kill your soul
evilness takes on

Many kinds of heart
sentimental heart, not love
holds on forever
remembering gifts, not love,
which disappears with the time

True love always wins
rich heart, a beautiful soul
successful marriage

Not all hearts have love
as a mind can be stubborn
hatred only kills

humans have a heart
some never learn to use it
because it may hurt
try loving all from the heart
most expensive thing is trust

No one is perfect
no human is made of stone
but love does get lost
open your heart and rejoice
even if it’s in your dreams,
glimpse of heaven you will see

Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 30 June 2018 – Decusin – Butterflies


Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip, 30 June 2018 – Decusin – Butterflies

 ‘Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’, ‘Saturday Mix’,  #LuckyDip.

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Sarah has for this week Lucky Dip, a Decuain. The topic is up to us, mine is about Butterflies.

Beauty of Butterflies

Butterflies with their brightly colored wings
fluttering around the flower garden
searching, investigating everything
using the antennas as sense organs
perching on an object if not certain.
Some butterflies have organs for hearing
with a loud noise, their stay maybe shorten
causing them to flight and disappearing
the dry and hot seasons can cause starving
they love gardens and are not a burden

The Decuain (pronounced deck•won), created by Shelley A. Cephas, is a short poem made up of 10 lines, which can be written on any subject. There are 10 syllables per line and the poem is written in iambic pentameter, ababbcbcbb.


Dental Care in the 1950’s


Dental Care in the 1950’s

Photo Credit – Early Dental Chair

Remembering my dentist in the 1950’s
All those tools sitting on the tray
On spotless clean white porcelain
Oh the pain, the needle in my gums
or was it the pulling of the tooth
No, it was that needle, oh the pain
Never knew I had a nose or top lip
for some hours later, the numbness

A few thought’s about dentist tools, drilling a hole in the tooth, filling the hole, most of all the smell in a dentist lab, the feel of his tools digging in my gums, the sucker in my mouth sucking up my saliva and sometimes sucking my tongue, looking into the eyes of the dentist as he was working on my teeth, always knew if he was a smoker by the smell on his well-washed hands, a few thought’s that I could write another verse or two.


Photo Credit – Modern Dentist Office

Have you any thought’s about your dentist, please comment I would love to read them.

Ragtag Daily Prompt for Friday, 8 June 2018 – Pickle


Ragtag Daily Prompt for Friday, 8 June 2018 – Pickle

“Ragtag Daily Prompt”, “RDP”,

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What is Pickle

chutney, no
tomato relish
not pickle
wrong color
the pickle I like best is
made with cucumbers

The Shadorma is a Spanish poetic form
Shadorma a poem of 6 lines of 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllables.
no set rhyme scheme.
It can have many stanzas, as long as each follows the meter.

Jack and the Beanstalk Fairy Tale Shadorma Poetry


Jack and the Beanstalk Fairy Tale Shadorma Poetry

Photo Credit Illustration by Arthur Rackham, 1918, in English Fairy Tales by Flora Annie Steel

jacks tales
english fairy tale
magic beans
and gold coins
a goose that lays golden eggs
life good forever

jacks spriggins
and enchanted bean
mothers love
bad giant
story originated
many years ago

There are many version of Jack and the Beanstalk, I like this one after all giants are usually bad.

The 1952 film starring Abbott and Costello the giant is blamed for poverty at the foot of the beanstalk, as he has been stealing food and wealth and the hen that lays golden eggs originally belonged to Jack’s family. 

Shadorma Poetry is a Spanish poetic form.
A poem of six lines 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllables no set rhyme scheme.
It can have many stanzas, as long as each follows the meter. 

Before I close this poem, it was the only one for May that I wrote but never published, I hope it gave you a few smiles.

What are your thought’s about the old style of fairy tales, do you think they are bad for our children to read these types of stories?