Hello, beautiful readers! Today, I am combining two prompts. The first comes from dVerse's Poetics: Getting hooked on opening lines. Kim invites us to start a poem with an interesting hook.
The second prompt comes from Wea've Written Weekly where Di invites us to write a 16-line free verse poem that explores the changing of seasons. The poem should be rich with imagery, and the first word of the first line must be the last word of the last line.
death comes for all, even a season
vibrant leaves wither and weaken
falling gracefully to the hardened ground
disintegrating back to their beginnings
powdery, glistening snow carpets the earth
serenading its surroundings into slumber
animals burrow deep, hoping to avoid the frigid frost's bite
a crisp quiet creates a still scene with a backdrop of blue and white
slowly the sun melts away the snow, warming the earth
birds return, chirping new renditions of song
seedlings crack through crevices in the dirt, seeking the light
blossoms bloom in beautiful shades, painting the promenade
fruits ripen, awakening the senses
sunny days welcome outdoor explorations
birds, bees, and butterflies spread their bounties
before it all begins again with a temporary death
Would you like to write a poem for one of these prompts? Click the links below:
Very cool opening line, death is the ultimate tease.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Christopher! I appreciate your visit. :-)
DeleteLovely poem--each season must die to make room for the next.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Merril! I appreciate you visiting. :-)
DeleteDeath comes to us all. The cycle of life is amazing though.
ReplyDeleteYes, it is, Grace! Thanks for stopping by. :-)
DeleteThe opening line speaks truth to all of us! You take us through the changing seasons. The imagery is wondrous and spring brings rebirth.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Truedessa! I appreciate your visit. :-)
DeleteHi YC, I enjoyed reading your poem about the seasons that come and go and I like how you started with death comes for us all and ended with the temporray death - bringing this hope and acceptance of cycles. The lines in between that had so many vivid descriptions and beauty.
ReplyDeleteOh and I recently shared this on one of my posts, but it is an old saying - and it came to mind here.
Patient: Doctor, doctor - will I die?
Doctor: Yes you will, and so will I.
The doctor gave the perfect answer because it is true for us all. Thank you for your kind words and for sharing, Yvette! :-)
DeleteA very effective opening statement, Yvette, it hooked, and then you softened the blow with the lines:
ReplyDelete‘vibrant leaves wither and weaken
falling gracefully to the hardened ground’.
You took us on a beautiful spin on the wheel of life.
Thank you, Kim! I'm so happy you enjoyed it. I appreciate you visiting. :-)
DeleteThis may just be my favorite poem to date. I love how you refer to death as temporary, as that is my belief. Just beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jan! I'm so happy you connected with this poem. Thanks for sharing! :-)
DeleteYvette, I feel your poem flows like a cycle of breath—each image gently giving way to the next. The return to death at the end is quietly powerful.
ReplyDeleteMuch love,
David
SkepticsKaddish.com
Thank you, David! I appreciate you stopping by. :-)
DeleteAll roads lead to Rome I guess, especially in the natural world, as your poem reminds us. Thank you for all of your kind comments at my Word Garden!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Shay! I appreciate you visiting. :-)
DeleteYou've explored the changing of the seasons beautifully. Lovely alliteration!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jennifer! I appreciate your visit. :-)
DeleteWonderful visuals, Yvette.
ReplyDelete-Jude Itakali-
Thank you, Jude! I appreciate you stopping by. :-)
DeleteI love how you start with death, and nothing lasts forever, and then you savour everything in the time its there, with beautiful imagery, until the cycle comes again - it makes me feel how important it is to make the most of every season.... so well done Yvette 💞
ReplyDeleteThank you, Suzanne! I'm so happy you embrace that message. Thanks for sharing! :-)
DeleteA great hook line ~ guaranteed to grab the reader's attention. Love how you made Spring feel real in all its infinite beauty. Thanks for leaving a comment on mine.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Helen! I appreciate your visit. :-)
DeleteA beautiful response to the prompts, Yvette, and your images add more magic.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Nolcha! I appreciate your kind words. :-)
DeleteYou’ve packed a lot of alliteration in here, too! I really like the sound of “a crisp quiet creates a still scene with a backdrop of blue and white
ReplyDeleteslowly the sun melts away the snow”.
Thank you, Melissa! I'm a big fan of alliteration when it lends itself to the poem. I appreciate you sharing your enjoyment of it. :-)
DeleteHow beautifully you've woven this "never-ending transformation," Yvette! 💖
ReplyDeleteThank you, Dora! I appreciate your visit. :-)
DeleteThat first line really pulled me in and then your poem just blossomed from there!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Heather! I appreciate you visiting. :-)
DeleteYou've painted the seasons beautifully Yvette.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kerfe! I appreciate your visit. :-)
DeleteI love the way you made the whole poem revolve around death, which is in this case a temporary affliction. Brilliant.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Violet! I appreciate you stopping by. :-)
DeleteThe death of a season is a great hook to start with
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bjorn! I appreciate your visit. :-)
Deletehi, Yvette 😄
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Much love,
David
SkepticsKaddish.com
Thank you, David! I'll check it out. :)
Deletehi, Rall 😄
ReplyDeleteJust wanna let you know that this week's W3, hosted by li'l ol' me, is now live:
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Much love,
David
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Oops - sorry, Yvette! I meant to write your name, not "Rall"! Sorry!
DeleteNo worries, David! I appreciate you letting me know. :-)
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