TEAM ONE'S THREAD

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Adreamer
Larry
Michael D
Karla

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1. haiku/senryu
2. poem about hunting/ or fishing
3. poem with 28-30 syllables.
4. Winter
5. 6 lines
6. WILD CARD (any poem)
7. Include the words... "the new girl/guy"
8. a life jacket

Use the prompts however you want to. As long as your poem includes the prompt, or hints at the prompt, it will be accepted.

Good luck.

#1

spring is on the way
again winter purified
earth for this rebirth

5 -Inside her

there is an altar in her chest
where she worships language
as she tries to escape the flux.
don't tell her about lucidity
or trivia. she is beyond words,
capturing the spirit of poetry.

#3

Longing

I long to slumber and dream of
a beautiful long lost love
found at the end of the day
after the lonely sun sets.

7 -Astrology for beginners

the new girl offends me
whenever she foretells small miracles
exploring astrology and my poor understanding
of his extinguished fire.
she said my venus is conjunct his mars
and our moons are in trine.
she told me about his lack of water and difficulties
in dealing with feelings.
she knows more about him than I do.

after thirty years, what is he
but a wish upon a sad star?

#5 Like the flowing river

Like the flowing river
through cold ice and snow
the friction of the warm
wind melts winter's heart
in the song of the seasons .
natural rhythm of the earth

2 - Spectator

rod, reel, line, hooks,
baits, lures, this and that.
she loves her fish's flesh
and his cowboy hat.

she's fishing joy
or maybe some new pleasure.
who cares about her methods
if she calls them leisure?

let's see another bait
dying in her old reel.
she is my powerful weapon
the one i try to conceal.

#7

Too Late

Back in my younger years
I recall the new girl
When I overcame my fears
thought I'd give her a whirl
dollar short, a day late
not the time for a date.

4 - Cold Days

she embraced her nakedness,
feeling some wrinkles summoning the sun
as if she could do another thing
apart from hibernating.

she and her dualisms
filled the morning with snow
and doubts.
her desire was still an abyss:
that longing for small deaths
and true collapses made her
more virgin and eager.

deep inside
winter was just a name
she tried to forget
whenever the mirror stared
at her body.

Round 2

#1
Winter is so cold
spring is warm, summer so hot
but autumn is cool

CLOSED :)