BRILLIANT BLOOMS: PROMPT #154 – “IT COULD BE WORSE” AND TYBURN

WOW! It’s been a busy & eventful week playing co-host. I’ve attended tea parties, birthday parties & cotillions, walked about in nature and… been dumped on… again & again! Despite that last part, thank you for letting me tinker in the garden, because it’s also been a very reading & rewarding week and I have thoroughly enjoyed it.

Tasked with the difficult assignment of selecting just a couple of poems forced me to read & reread, and read yet again – a luxury I rarely take the time to do. It was a great experience, viewing the world through everyone else’s eyes – so many different and interesting perspectives! After much consideration, below are my own choices for this week’s Brilliant Blooms.

Thanks again! It was an honor and a pleasure! 🙂 – PSC

WALT’S CHOICES:

One of the best aspects of selecting a Co-host each week is that I get a break every so often as the strength of my “poetic partner” comes to the surface and becomes the voice of the Garden, allowing me to rest my “vocal cords”. Pamela did an outstanding job and her work and dedication  have truly shone. She has taken the reins and given us a journey we’ve enjoyed. Thank you Pamela!

PROMPT #154 – “IT COULD BE WORSE”

My choice for the prompt was certainly a different take on the subject. And the poet has made a triumphant return to the Garden with his BLOOM earning poem. Damon Dean (sevenacresky) equated love to a prison sentence, and on occasion we all have to “do the time”. I loved this offering, Damon:

YOUR PRISON CELL by Damon Dean

You’re free.
You’re free indeed.
The shackles of that worthless love are gone.

Godspeed.
Good riddance too.
Don’t call. Put down the phone.

You’re through.
Her words are traps.
She’ll take it all, heart, guts, and bones.
You can’t be freed alone,
if you aren’t freed,
indeed,
from that damn phone.

© Damon Dean – 2014

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INFORM POETS – TYBURN

I found this obnoxious little form by chance, but since we yearn to learn new things, it made our rotation. The rapid-fire rhyme had a quirky feel to it, but our poets did step up to put some savory verses on the table. And yet, some were able to take the quirk out of their pieces making the flow and message come together nicely. As Pamela has set the precedent, I have two Tyburn that qualify for recognition. First, Hannah Gosselin’s light play becomes a beautiful dance beneath the stars. Shall we?

SILVER LINING OF AN EPIPHANY

Twilight,
midnight,
moonlight,
insight…
Daylight fading – twilight…midnight now;
sea of white glows, moonlight – insight grows.

Copyright © Hannah Gosselin 2014

Then we have our resident patriot and warrior who presented with honor and a vision which is the way he seems to live his every day in service and faith. Earl Parsons takes the second part of this bloom with this poem. (Even in spite of rhyming syrple with purple in another poem – 😉 )

 

Lighting
Sighting
Fighting
Righting
Nighttime warfare lighting sighting strong
Bravely standing fighting righting wrong

 

© 2014 Earl Parsons

PAMELA’S BRILLIANT BLOOMS: 

PROMPT #154 – “IT COULD BE WORSE”
Although this prompt seemed to lend itself so easily to humor – and many folks captured the humorous aspects of this assignment very well – my choice for this particular bloom was a serious and sensitive piece. While it included those requisite “worst things you can say to someone who was just dumped”, it also contained wise (and kind and morale boosting) advice, as well as beautifully subtle indications of the passage of time (so necessary for the healing process) and some lovely metaphors.

(Despite a couple “typos” – of ‘your’ instead of you’re…)

My bloom goes to Priti for the poem “It Will Get Better”. Beautiful work, Priti!

IT WILL GET BETTER

I could see the red flags
It was about time
Glad your blinders are off
and your reading all the signs
There is really no magic formula
Just smudge some sage in your snow
Salt your wounds with sunburn
Let raindrops melt and flow
Your stronger than you think you are
Find a way to forgive
Somehow it will, get better
Just trust that it will —

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INFORM POETS – TYBURN

Tyburn was a tough assignment, to be sure, and I was amazed at the number of excellent poems that were offered up – in spite of its restrictive limitations. Many folks managed to transform this quirky, seemingly comedic poetic form into something serious and heartfelt. Some folks really rocked this challenging form, which made this decision a bit more difficult.

If I can choose only ONE blossom, I select the sweet, lilting, musical & romantic Tyburn that takes me to an old-fashioned cotillion. Congratulations to Susan Schoeffield for her poem “Shall We?”

SHALL WE?

A chance
to dance,
perchance
romance?
As music plays, a chance to dance grows
and with the song, perchance, romance flows.
© Susan Schoeffield – 2014

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If allowed to “bend the rules” a bit, and place TWO blooms in one vase, I’d like to add Connie Peter’s fluffy, scruffy, huffy, puffy cat. In just a few words, and carefully counted syllables, Connie paints a complete vignette, capturing perfectly the cat’s attitude & appearance. Congrats, Connie!

Fluffy
Scruffy
Huffy
Puffy
Come here silly, fluffy, scruffy cat
Slowly came and huffy, puffy sat

© Connie Peters – 2014

CONGRATULATIONS DAMON, HANNAH, EARL, PRITI, SUSAN AND CONNIE ON YOUR BLOOM EARNING POEMS.