dVerse Tuesday Gardening

Should I apologize for standing this Hope prompt on its head?

Well, I too have been thinking a lot about the world lately.  It seems that everything is going sour - from killer wild fires and hurricanes to killers and idiots and megalomaniacs running the world - into the ground; which is a strange way of putting it.

Anyway, my verses have taken a sad and lonely turn of late - thankfully, not reflecting my conditions in real life.

So here is a Quadrille.



           Hope On The Strand

I met her on the strand

Told her my name

She said hers was Hope

We talked then hid away and did some things

My mistake to fall in love so easily

Since she soon sailed away

Now I walk the strand alone

Hopeless

             ~~::~~

Some Poetic Lunacy

Visiting the FSF Midnight entries, I found a very ambitious entry by ninotaziz, where she composed a haiku that also fits the form of Collom's lune structure. I had no idea what this was, but she provided a link to Thursday's dVerse Poets post, where all is explained.

In short, named for the poets who devised them, we have two varieties of lune, English language haiku derived verse forms.
- a 5-3-5 syllabic Kelly lune, and
- a 3-5-3 word Collom lune.

Here a some attempts at both forms.  Kelly lunes are deliberately crescent shaped, while Collum lunes seem to my eye to be gibbous.

Update: Belatedly I see, alas, the link widget expired yesterday.   Oh, well.

                        There are two kinds of
Lunes I see
                         Let us share them both

~  ~

Lune and Lune
They're an oddly mismatched pair
For our sharing

~  ~  ~  ~  ~

                At midnight lunar

Crescent shines
                Light with no color

~  ~ 

The midnight moon
Now waxing gibbous far above
Casts gray light