Saturday, 13 October 2018

Poem -Day 13..The Vote Off

Dance, they dance their heart away,
Wanting the votes come what may
Creating the dance
Taking a chance
Dancing their heart away.

Standing they are ,awaiting a vote.
Who will be saved
They all take note.
Hearts are pounding
No votes resounding
Dancing their hearts away.

Thursday, 11 October 2018

minute poem on Day 12

Minute
 A fun poem to write. 
It follows the "8,4,4,4" syllable count structure.


Got to write a poem today
Words come to play
What do they say?
We'll make you pay.

Have to ensure that they all rhyme
They do this time
Well then, that's fine
Don't have to mime.

Day 11- 2-4-2 Poetry

2-4-2 Poetry
 It has three lines. 
The first line has 2 syllables, 
the second line has 4 syllables and
 the last line 2 syllables

Open
The thick oak door
For more.

Poem Two.

After
Rain, wind, hail, noise
Sleepless.


Poem Three

Tricky
Toffee apple
Beckons.


Poem Four.
Dreaming
Is elusive
Yearning



Day 10

The wooden floor is stained
Caretaker taking care
To dye and dust
That is a must
To prove he is taking care.

I stand alone
I need a tone
To take a chance
To dance.
On the wooden floor.

I tap and twirl.
I'm just a girl
Who must chance
To take a dance
On the wooden floor
Dust no more

Just dance.

Tuesday, 9 October 2018

Day 9..Dreamy

Down I lay my weary head
Rest again upon my bed
Every night it opens out
Another world gives me a shout
Mesmerising with its nuance
Yet again it's like a seance.

Monday, 8 October 2018

Day 8 -artist trading card

I sign up again with such glee
This time around a group of three
A vintage theme that makes me hop
A new artist trading card swap.




Will they like it? Or will they not?
Sometimes my cards are not so hot
Here I sit and my brow I mop
A new artist trading card swap.


Choose black and white ,silver and grey
Once that is done I'm on my way
Cut and painting  until I drop
A new artist trading card swap.

Today I had a play with Kyrielle form




Sunday, 7 October 2018

Day 7 of daily poetry in October.

Opening the door
to the cawof the crow
in a row
in the bushes,
where's the thrushes
opening the door
to the core
of the caw.