equinox

Haibun Monday 9-25-23: Equinox

tonight we right about the equinox for #dverspoetspub. from where i borrow the pic to explain about what an equinox is.

Equinox apple day? #haibun.

Here I go out to my first apple day music session. Is an apple day all about picking all music?

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Totally unsure of what to expect. But I do need to get to know these people as we will be performing together on sat October 28^th at a local Art Fair. Organised by a talented local artist. These musicians playing music with me reciting some of my poetry.

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These people being the New Moon Morris Tring market Merry Makers. Nervous and excited in equal measure.

New challenge ahead.

Apples galore with music,

Much Fun expected.

summers embers. #foldpoem.

Folding Into Autumn

Thank you Melissa for sharing Gillian’s fold poetry form here at #dversepoetspub.

Summers Embers.
#foldpoems.

Summers Embers, radiate their last heat,
Orange touches both sky and tree tops,
Fold, fold, fold away memories of summer, 
Melancholic feelings of wasted time under sun, 
October’s gloom steals their last heat,
Windy vortex touches both sky and tree tops,
Acorns fall with the memories of summer,
Cobwebs start to freeze with first frosts,
Scarecrows feeling, they wasted time under sun, 
Apple pies baked and shared, with summers last ice cream, 
Firewood now adding to their last heat.

© 19/09/2023 rog  leach

smashed #quadrille

Quadrille #184 Smashing Poems

Smashed #quadrille.
#dversepoetspub, #quadrille, #sunnysideruraltrust.


Here I am,
Smashing it sure is,
Being invited to perform at the Sunnyside.

Here I am,
Smashed on sunshine at,
Sunnyside’s first ever art fair.

A quadrille just,
Letting you know,
Of Anna’s funky art fair at Sunnyside.

© 19/09/2023 rog leach.

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The Devils Sonnet

The devils sonnet.

In the Devil’s name, how do we revile,
We take all the good, teach it to Berate
In the shame of man, why do Smile?
Boiling the oceans, getting me Irate.

To much self-destruction Tolerated,
Farmers chemical, dead food production,
Poisoned rivers, water Carbonated.
Mother nature dead, Human destruction.

 When nature supplies, why Do we Plastic?
We love to berate, leaving just Hate,
Genuine conservation Fantastic, 
With man’s Carelessness Securing Earths Fate.

 Weak minded Always ready to revel,
Mankind never owning his own devil.

© 01/08/2023 rog leach

spider sliver #quadrille

Quadrille #183 – A Sliver of a Poem

hello all at #dversepoets pub this evening where we are writing quadrilles a poem of 44 words to include the word sliver.

Spider
 sliver #quadrille.


A sliver of dawn sunlight catches,
My smog covered web,
Giving away my locale.

 I sliver away like the adder,
In the foggy morning light,
Until my killing web recedes.

This autumn misty morn,
Mating season has arrived,
Droplets covering slivers of my web.


© 04/09/2023 rog leach