For OLN I am contributing my poem written for Thursday's Poetics as I was too late to post by the deadline.
Gay had us writing about quarrels today, but not the obvious kind. They are poems
derived from the diamond shaped window quarrels of old. They are 'falling diamonds' that alternate different points of view. If you are interested, hop over to dversepoets.com and take a peek at what others are writing.
by klr
Dahlia's face
glows with passion
mimicking architecture
of the sun; her golden heart
centered, beaming, surrounded by
a layered choir of many petals,
the colors of untold shades
of orange, each with
a layered choir of many petals,
the colors of untold shades
of orange, each with
it's own
voice
Held up
by a sturdy stem
with large blue-green
leaves, she feels blessed to
herald fall's beginning in shadows
and sunshine, making her mark;
flaunting her claim for end
of summer fame, her
glorious face, first
choice
choice
by klr
Nearby
in the garden,
almost arriving late for the
year, the quiet hydrangea then
appears, not as a fierce contender but
rather a fine compliment, with friendship
in mind, as they make their debut
Svelte in her blue and white,
Nearby
in the garden,
almost arriving late for the
year, the quiet hydrangea then
appears, not as a fierce contender but
rather a fine compliment, with friendship
in mind, as they make their debut
Svelte in her blue and white,
hydrangea smiles and
both flowers
together
both flowers
together
rejoice