100 word challenge for grown ups week #40

This week the prompt for the 100 word challenge for grown ups over at Julia’s Place is Ruby. I fancied another poem for this week’s challenge and took my inspiration from my teaching this week with my class, which has focused on describing poppies. I also had my wife and I in mind when I wrote this, as it could easily be us….

Morning Stroll

In gentle breeze the poppies sway

So delicate and fine

A band of colour lights the way

As her hand clasps to mine.

The ideal ruby landscape

Through which to break the day

Rare moments spent together

A time for us to play.

The sound of morning birdsong

A flick of fishes tail

Swift running of the river

A distant cockerel wails.

Beneath our feet, the heavy dew

Picked up by golden rays

As carelessly we wander

So thankful for these days.

Let time stand still forever

As youthfully we gaze

Into each others loving eyes

So happy, so unphased.

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100 word challenge for grown ups – Week 39

This week’s brillaint prompt from Julia at Julia’s Place is ….I’m exhausted. Shut the door behind you…. After last week’s challenge, this seemed just everso slightly easier. I have gone for some creative prose…

The Rat Race

The was falling far harder than he’d ever experienced before. Running at full pace, Max felt the splashing puddles seep gently through his worn brogues. The last bus beckoned, with its daily gathering of weary businessmen and headphoned, dishevelled students where jostling for position was far from comfortable. As Max desperately grasped the wet silver bar, the bell rang and the number 93 was on its way. Little consolation for an unsigned deal and a missed lunch. As he scanned the bottom deck for a space to rest, he muttered under his breath…I’m exhausted, shut the door behind you Max. But of course, it already was.

Visions: Alphabe-Thursday – V

Jenny Matlock

This week’s challenge from Jenny Matlock is to use the vivacious letter V. I’ve gone for another poem as I seem to feel more at home in this genre. Enjoy…

Visions of beauty appear in the night

Vivaciously stepping out in the moonlight

Verging on ghostly they dance across grass

Vainly and gainly as time seems to pass

Versed in the art of stealth like manoeuvre

Victoriously missing the spin of the louvre

Vaguely historic yet oozing with glamour

Visions of beauty in dreams make you clamour.

 

100 Word Challenge for grown ups – Week #38


This week’s 100 word challenge was particularly interesting and challenging as I have never attempted anything like it before. Julia, once again provided a stimulating prompt:

Now for this week I’m staying topical! Those historians among you will know that 23rd April is a special date for the English. It is St Georges Day and the date of Shakespeare’s birth and death. No doubt there will be lots of red crosses around and another excuse for a party over the week-end.

Your mission, should you wish to take it up, is a BIG one. We are going to celebrate the Bard by writing sonnets! I can see some frowns! Don’t worry it will stretch your creativity.

1. You MUST write 14 lines (this is the minimum) 2. You can use 10 syllables per line (choice) 3. You could use the following rythmn – a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g. (choice)

So, the least you have to do is write 14 lines. Limit is around 100 words. You may need to go over slightly if you choose to do 2 and 3.

So here we go with Morning Joust……

Where once upon faded parchment was told
A simple tale of bravery ‘gainst beast
Young knight in shining silver yet so bold
Became man and hero, legend at least.

On dew soaked meadow humble steps did tread
The ring of village mayhem sounds the way
A glancing sight of baying dragon’s head
Shall signify that now its time to play.

And in a quiet corner a fop gazed on
Quill stroking, to enlighten of the duel
Procuring tales of gracious battle won
Timely prose of glory, no comic fool.

One in his saintly humbleness won hard
The other newborn eloquence, the bard.