Wake up your poetry brains with 15 Words or Less (guidelines here)!
Honestly, nature blows my mind just about every single day.
This image makes me think of:
1) an alien eyeball
2) each little pappus (new word for me) could be a broom or feather duster
3) being tickled
And here’s my?first draft.
Now it’s your turn! Have fun and stick to 15 WORDS OR LESS!??(Title doesn’t count toward word count:>) If you leave a poem in the comments, and if it’s 15 words or less, I’ll try to respond!
192 Responses
Tufts of snow feather
Radiate out from
a seedy center
of wishes
I love the first line
Very nice. I like your word pairings of “snow feather” and “seedy center”.
Nice to think of each tuft as a wish…
The tufts of snow feather describe this image so well.
A creative description — nice.
I love that “snow feather” and “seedy center of wishes.” Lovely, Amelia!
Tufts of snow feather
Radiate out from
a seedy center
of wishes
I love the first line
Very nice. I like your word pairings of “snow feather” and “seedy center”.
Nice to think of each tuft as a wish…
The tufts of snow feather describe this image so well.
A creative description — nice.
I love that “snow feather” and “seedy center of wishes.” Lovely, Amelia!
Laura your poem is very nice and I love the pic
this poem is part of a book of poems I put together
Feathered Ballerinas
about to dance wishes
across skies of blue
Poem by Jessica Bigi
Love that second line, the release imminent.
I can hear “Dance of the Sugarplum Fairies” now!
Pretty image created.
“dancing wishes” Love the use of the word dance.
I like your phrase “feathered ballerinas.” What a good comparison to a dandelion in full fluff.
I love the idea that each blowing seed is a wish, Jessica. Beautiful idea.
Thanks, Jessica. Oooh, this is beautiful. I especially love the first line and “dance wishes.”
Laura your poem is very nice and I love the pic
this poem is part of a book of poems I put together
Feathered Ballerinas
about to dance wishes
across skies of blue
Poem by Jessica Bigi
Love that second line, the release imminent.
I can hear “Dance of the Sugarplum Fairies” now!
Pretty image created.
“dancing wishes” Love the use of the word dance.
I like your phrase “feathered ballerinas.” What a good comparison to a dandelion in full fluff.
I love the idea that each blowing seed is a wish, Jessica. Beautiful idea.
Thanks, Jessica. Oooh, this is beautiful. I especially love the first line and “dance wishes.”
with one puff
I am the wind
scattering seeds
across Dad’s lawn
“with one puff I am the wind” Love that!
this is wonderful but not for dad
I like your implication of it ruining Dad’s lawn.
Love the two POVs here. Spreading those seeds is lots of fun, until Dad sees them.
I can totally feel the power that must fill up a preschooler at that moment!
with one puff
I am the wind
scattering seeds
across Dad’s lawn
“with one puff I am the wind” Love that!
this is wonderful but not for dad
I like your implication of it ruining Dad’s lawn.
Love the two POVs here. Spreading those seeds is lots of fun, until Dad sees them.
I can totally feel the power that must fill up a preschooler at that moment!
Swan Lake on Loan
Ballerinas en pointe
in frilly tutus
grasp satin streamers
dance around maypole
to awaken summer.
I really like this — the lovely images in each line building to the purposeful last one.
Thank you Ellie.
Love those tutus!
These frilly tutus are a delightful image of summer!
love the first two lines
What a creative idea, Martha.
Love those frilly tutus.
It’s fun to think of the dancing around the maypole. When the wind is up with lots of dandelions, it is like dancing in the air.
What a wonderful image–I especially love that last line.
Thank you Laura and thanks to all who commented. Busy day so I’m using this reply to congratulate everyone who contributed today. Lovely, nostalgic photo and so many beautiful interpretations and interpretive words.
Swan Lake on Loan
Ballerinas en pointe
in frilly tutus
grasp satin streamers
dance around maypole
to awaken summer.
I really like this — the lovely images in each line building to the purposeful last one.
Thank you Ellie.
Love those tutus!
These frilly tutus are a delightful image of summer!
love the first two lines
What a creative idea, Martha.
Love those frilly tutus.
It’s fun to think of the dancing around the maypole. When the wind is up with lots of dandelions, it is like dancing in the air.
What a wonderful image–I especially love that last line.
Thank you Laura and thanks to all who commented. Busy day so I’m using this reply to congratulate everyone who contributed today. Lovely, nostalgic photo and so many beautiful interpretations and interpretive words.
What a sweet, tiny image you have created, dusting the inside of a walnut shell. And who better to do it than Thumbelina!
Thanks, Kim!
What a sweet, tiny image you have created, dusting the inside of a walnut shell. And who better to do it than Thumbelina!
Thanks, Kim!
Just had to use pappus when “Papa Pappus” popped into my head… then golden to sunny to sonny…
Papa Pappus
Sonny Dread Head
Sported bedhead,
Youth fled;
Wind said
“Deadhead!”
Hair shed -
Bald head!
?Donna JT Smith, all rights reserved
This is fantastic. I love the fun direction you took.
Such fun word play!
I like the word play very nice
Fun to read. And especially fun to read aloud.
Great with the ‘Papa Pappus’, Donna. How funny to think of all that this dandelion head makes us imagine.
Wow–I love this wordplay. The life of a dandelion seedball in only 14 words. Very clever.
Just had to use pappus when “Papa Pappus” popped into my head… then golden to sunny to sonny…
Papa Pappus
Sonny Dread Head
Sported bedhead,
Youth fled;
Wind said
“Deadhead!”
Hair shed -
Bald head!
?Donna JT Smith, all rights reserved
This is fantastic. I love the fun direction you took.
Such fun word play!
I like the word play very nice
Fun to read. And especially fun to read aloud.
Great with the ‘Papa Pappus’, Donna. How funny to think of all that this dandelion head makes us imagine.
Wow–I love this wordplay. The life of a dandelion seedball in only 14 words. Very clever.
Laura,
I’d love to read a picture book with Thumbelina dusting walnut shelled walls. I can see it! Please add this to your To Be Considered List. You are so clever.
Aw, thank you, Linda. So many projects…so little time:>(
Laura,
I’d love to read a picture book with Thumbelina dusting walnut shelled walls. I can see it! Please add this to your To Be Considered List. You are so clever.
Aw, thank you, Linda. So many projects…so little time:>(
I love learning new words! Funny to think that even Thumbelina has golden years.
You hide your face
behind shiny
sparklers
leaving only sadness
when all blows away.
–Margaret
(This is one of those times when I had no control. The muse did it.)
Love the idea of hiding a sad face behind shiny sparklers… masquerading as happy.
I like this image shiny
sparklers
You are lucky to have such a great muse. 🙂
This says a lot, Margaret, that hiding behind a mask of sparkle.
What a lovely, melancholy poem. I’m glad there’s someone else writing a bit sad today, too.
I love learning new words! Funny to think that even Thumbelina has golden years.
You hide your face
behind shiny
sparklers
leaving only sadness
when all blows away.
–Margaret
(This is one of those times when I had no control. The muse did it.)
Love the idea of hiding a sad face behind shiny sparklers… masquerading as happy.
I like this image shiny
sparklers
You are lucky to have such a great muse. 🙂
This says a lot, Margaret, that hiding behind a mask of sparkle.
What a lovely, melancholy poem. I’m glad there’s someone else writing a bit sad today, too.
Puff the Magic Flower
Enjoy its beauty,
then give a huff
to see the blizzard
of floating fluff.
wonderful I like this blizzard
of floating fluff and the ending
I like the blizzard idea!
I love the use of ‘blizzard’ & ‘floating fluff’, Pat.
Ha! Love your title!
Ha! Love that title, Pat!
Puff the Magic Flower
Enjoy its beauty,
then give a huff
to see the blizzard
of floating fluff.
wonderful I like this blizzard
of floating fluff and the ending
I like the blizzard idea!
I love the use of ‘blizzard’ & ‘floating fluff’, Pat.
Ha! Love your title!
Ha! Love that title, Pat!
Your hair is thin,
wear a hat.
Scalp will sunburn.
He was right about that.
Ha! Thinning hair. Yes, it can look like that.
I didn’t see this, but now I do! Advice that’s good.
We have more hats bought because my husband forgot to bring one… perfect image for this!
Hehehe–this is TOO funny for me today, Cindyb, because my husband just came home from Atlanta with a burned scalp from Six Flags. (He has very short hair and got burned right through it.)
Your hair is thin,
wear a hat.
Scalp will sunburn.
He was right about that.
Ha! Thinning hair. Yes, it can look like that.
I didn’t see this, but now I do! Advice that’s good.
We have more hats bought because my husband forgot to bring one… perfect image for this!
Hehehe–this is TOO funny for me today, Cindyb, because my husband just came home from Atlanta with a burned scalp from Six Flags. (He has very short hair and got burned right through it.)
Dandelion
Like Charlotte?s babies,
tiny spiderlings
of gray down take
light flight with the wind.
?Kate Coombs
I like the idea of spiderlings, a good comparison.
Nice comparison. I like the little spiderlings.
Isn’t spiderlings the most wonderful word? What a light/delightful poem.
Thanks! Thinking of the ending of Charlotte’s Web, of course, when most of Charlotte’s babies take to the wind and Wilbur is sad, but a few stay on in the barn with him and he’s happy again. 🙂
Charlotte and her spiderlings are the only spiders I’ve ever loved:>)
Dandelion
Like Charlotte?s babies,
tiny spiderlings
of gray down take
light flight with the wind.
?Kate Coombs
I like the idea of spiderlings, a good comparison.
Nice comparison. I like the little spiderlings.
Isn’t spiderlings the most wonderful word? What a light/delightful poem.
Thanks! Thinking of the ending of Charlotte’s Web, of course, when most of Charlotte’s babies take to the wind and Wilbur is sad, but a few stay on in the barn with him and he’s happy again. 🙂
Charlotte and her spiderlings are the only spiders I’ve ever loved:>)
Sad Thumbelina, dusting away. I think they look like things for dusting too, Laura. Love that new word, ‘pappus’.
Spring Ceremony
On fairy graduation day,
first wands bestowed
for magic play.
Linda Baie ? All Rights Reserved
Creative! Fairy wands. I like your idea.
I live this idea fairy graduation
I love this!
What a fun, whimsical poem! And, yes, I felt bad for making Thumbelina so melancholy:>/
Sad Thumbelina, dusting away. I think they look like things for dusting too, Laura. Love that new word, ‘pappus’.
Spring Ceremony
On fairy graduation day,
first wands bestowed
for magic play.
Linda Baie ? All Rights Reserved
Creative! Fairy wands. I like your idea.
I live this idea fairy graduation
I love this!
What a fun, whimsical poem! And, yes, I felt bad for making Thumbelina so melancholy:>/
Child?s Play
I see dandelions going to seed
My grandson sees fairy brushes
Waiting to be freed.
I like the first line
I like the two points of view…so true!
Love this insight into two viewpoints:>)
I’m glad you included the child’s view too-fairy brushes-lovely.
Child?s Play
I see dandelions going to seed
My grandson sees fairy brushes
Waiting to be freed.
I like the first line
I like the two points of view…so true!
Love this insight into two viewpoints:>)
I’m glad you included the child’s view too-fairy brushes-lovely.
I love those ‘snow feathers’ too. They are!
I love those ‘snow feathers’ too. They are!
toddlers puff and twirl
launching a summer snowstorm
scattering the sun
The whole thing is lovely, but that last line took my breath away, Buffy.
love this scattering the sun
When the little ones — toddlers — do learn to blow, they do puff. Love this ‘puff and twirl’, Buffy-so sweet.
toddlers puff and twirl
launching a summer snowstorm
scattering the sun
The whole thing is lovely, but that last line took my breath away, Buffy.
love this scattering the sun
When the little ones — toddlers — do learn to blow, they do puff. Love this ‘puff and twirl’, Buffy-so sweet.
WINDOW DRESSING
Fiddle-dee-dee!
How that frock clashes
with Scarlett’s
viridescent eyes,
and delicate lashes.
Ellen Vojnovic
Love the delicate lashes!
Oooh, I learned a completely new word — never heard of viridescent before. Thank you, Ellen! Fun GONE WITH THE WIND take!
I can see those flirting eyes now. Fun to contemplate that Scarlet of long ago.
WINDOW DRESSING
Fiddle-dee-dee!
How that frock clashes
with Scarlett’s
viridescent eyes,
and delicate lashes.
Ellen Vojnovic
Love the delicate lashes!
Oooh, I learned a completely new word — never heard of viridescent before. Thank you, Ellen! Fun GONE WITH THE WIND take!
I can see those flirting eyes now. Fun to contemplate that Scarlet of long ago.
Fairies’ Wheel
Choose a silken seat
Not occupied
Soon the carnie’s child
Will start your ride!
Beautiful, Karen! What a great image!
Love “silken seat”…I’m ready to ride!
Another view, beautiful to think of it as a ride.
Silken seats. Love the feeling that we will be flying through the air like a ferris wheel.
Fairies’ Wheel
Choose a silken seat
Not occupied
Soon the carnie’s child
Will start your ride!
Beautiful, Karen! What a great image!
Love “silken seat”…I’m ready to ride!
Another view, beautiful to think of it as a ride.
Silken seats. Love the feeling that we will be flying through the air like a ferris wheel.
These make me want to get outside into our comodious
fairy wand patch & graduate them on their way!
Luv these responses to the dandy lion.
It’s nice to look at something humble (or even unwanted) and see it in a new light, isn’t it?
These make me want to get outside into our comodious
fairy wand patch & graduate them on their way!
Luv these responses to the dandy lion.
It’s nice to look at something humble (or even unwanted) and see it in a new light, isn’t it?
Fragile. Handle with Care.
Like gentle whispers
in the wind,
memories of
your cool, baby’s breath
kiss my skin.
-Pamela Ross
What a beautiful baby love poem, Pamela!
Thank you, Laura. Words just flow when you’re not trying.… {}
I do not a green thumb in my body so I saw baby’s breath and not dandelions.
That was my kickstarter. xoxox
I don’t, either! I’m just looking at my dead basket of geraniums on the deck as I write this:>) Sometimes our lack of a gift can be a source of creativity, too ;>)
Fragile. Handle with Care.
Like gentle whispers
in the wind,
memories of
your cool, baby’s breath
kiss my skin.
-Pamela Ross
What a beautiful baby love poem, Pamela!
Thank you, Laura. Words just flow when you’re not trying.… {}
I do not a green thumb in my body so I saw baby’s breath and not dandelions.
That was my kickstarter. xoxox
I don’t, either! I’m just looking at my dead basket of geraniums on the deck as I write this:>) Sometimes our lack of a gift can be a source of creativity, too ;>)
I hit send too soon.
Your words float and fill the page with magic.
Pappus?
Oh yum yum yum.
Funny, I loved learning the word “pappus,” but now it sounds way too technical in the poem. Oh well!
I hit send too soon.
Your words float and fill the page with magic.
Pappus?
Oh yum yum yum.
Funny, I loved learning the word “pappus,” but now it sounds way too technical in the poem. Oh well!