A Day of Transformation

I guess there’s nothing like a worldwide crisis to inspire creativity…I’ve used the gogyohka form, as well as “found poetry” for this piece.  Book titles and authors are listed following the poem ~

Britt-Marie was here

Living in Blood Hollow, she was changed too

That day a man called Ove smiled…

He experienced ordinary grace

And surrendered the rules of dreaming

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Britt-Marie Was Here, and A Man Called Ove ~ by Fredrik Backman

Blood Hollow, and Ordinary Grace ~ by William Kent Krueger

The Rules of Dreaming ~ by Bruce Hartman

Shamrocks (Gogyohka) and Celtic Thunder

This gogyohka is for Janet’s “green” theme (https://endless-rivers.com/2020/03/15/rhapsody-in-black-and-white/)…Click the link for her great posts, and to join in!  (I don’t even care if you skip my poem and just enjoy the Celtic Thunder songs♥♥♥)

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Emeralds dripped from her dainty ears

Matched the eyes, snapping sparks, of this Galway girl

She pined for the Englishman who stole her heart away

Sure the handful of shamrocks promised his return…

For, if he’d wooed another, he’d see jealous flames for miles 

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

And here’s another version…oh, be still my rockin’ heart!♥

Red

Country Fair

Janet (at Endless Rivers), is one of my fave blog authors.  She likes to do themed series, and her new series theme is RED.  If you click her link above, you’ll get more info, including her invitation to everyone who wants to use red as a prompt.  I suspect I’ll do more than one “red” poem, but here’s what struck me immediately:

Red will stop traffic

Turn heads, in bright dress

Shouts hey! look at me!

Life of the party, dares to be loud

Till red pools mutely ’round the suddenly dead

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Aah…Moon (Gogyohka)

Aah…Moon, shimmered sphere

Your heavenly aura’s Divine artistry

I’m stunned each night you appear again

Pen races to paper, scribbles more phrases

You pour champagne bubbles in evening’s onyx glass

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Melting Castle

The ancient castle is melting

Its pale winter face drips

Graceful ornament, her once elegant features sag in distress

Perhaps this world is ending indeed

Lady of Shalott whispers a prayer

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Rain…Poets’ Night

Dusk has gone black

Rain’s a jet necklace

Puddles fill with her ebony beads

It’s an elegant night for poets

Word-dreams drenched in tears only need polishing

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Seagull, Rough Wind

Sky is ashen, rough with wind

The lone seagull hastens, wings wide

Sudden gusts push him higher

His flight seems jerky, as though in doubt

That’s merely my non-avian perception, of course

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

Crows (Gogyohka)

I’m not sure I got this form right…someone will probably tell me😉

I love my crows

They’ve made quizzical expression an art form

Seeing them, my lips smile

There are stories in their onyx heads

Someday I’ll write a tale with wings

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.