Friday, September 6, 2019

Poetry Friday: Snakes in Eight Lines or Less

Laura's challenge this month was to write a poem comparing a snake to something fresh---in eight lines or less. Since I'm currently evacuated due to Hurricane Dorian, I could see no other choice but this:


Hurricane slithers  
the coast, rain-venomed
tongue lashing inlets
and bays. A ruddy-banded
snake, it neither uncoils 
nor shutters an eye, yet crawls
the map, striking land, 
swallowing towns.


                       ----Sara Lewis Holmes (all rights reserved) 


I can't wait to see how snakes inspired my poetry sisters!


Poetry Friday is hosted today by Poetry for Children



Friday, August 2, 2019

Poetry Friday: Drawn from Stone


Poetry Sisters are writing poems to images of rock/stones/walls today.  I provided three photographs taken during my trip to Israel last year, and each of us created poetry in response to one or more. 

Israel was beautiful in many ways, but for some reason, I'm always drawn to rough places, and even more so if someone's made art in them.



---by Sara Lewis Holmes (all rights reserved) 

The diversity and joy my sisters find in the world never ceases to amaze me.  Revel in their poetry here:

Rebecca (on break this time) 

Poetry Friday is hosted today by Heidi Mordhorst, at My Juicy Little Universe.  

Friday, July 5, 2019

Poetry Friday: A Triolet for the Heat

Triolets began as devotionals.  So for July's poetry challenge, I looked to my prayers (and to heat, as Liz suggested) for my inspiration.


Please don't summon the demon


Oh, mercy, I prayed for these days
Summer-long, blood-hot, even in shade;
When winter leeched me to pale beige,
Oh, mercy! I prayed for these days:
For gnats, for sweat, for turned mayonnaise,
For blighted tomatoes, burned legs, soured lemonade.
Oh, mercy. I prayed for these days.
Summer-long, blood-hot, even in shade...

----Sara Lewis Holmes (all rights reserved)

More heated triolets can be found here:




Liz
Tanita
Tricia
Kelly
Laura
Rebecca
Andi







Poetry Friday is hosted today by our own Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect.