Showing posts with label Shadorma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shadorma. Show all posts

Saturday, July 30, 2022

The Creative Moment Challenge 1

 


The first The Creative Moment Challenge was to create a piece of art centered on the emotion sorrow. Here is my first draft of a poem and then using my original idea I crafted a shadorma poem. I talk about the process in our latest episode: The Creative Moment


Like a solitary tree

on the horizon of the mixed grass prairie

Sage and cactus speckle green

in sea of sun drenched buttes

You wonder what storm could bring

A single seed

to such a dry land 

break the ground apart 

drop it deep enough

to give this tree a chance

A chance to grow

All alone in this world


Shadorma: Spanish 6-line syllabic poem of 3/5/3/3/7/5 syllable lines for poem / stanza.


Like a tree

solitary on 

horizon 

of the mixed 

grass prairie. Sage and cactus 

speckle green in sea


of sun drenched

buttes. You wonder what 

storm could bring

a single seed

to such a dry land, break the 

ground apart, drop it 


deep enough

to give the tree a 

chance to grow

all alone

in this bare world. You sigh as

you feel your heart beat.


Tuesday, April 12, 2022

PAD 2022 Day 7: Abundance

 

This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2022 challenge and will be revised. 


PAD Prompt: Abundance 

Poetic Form: Shadorma


“There’s too much Light”


Orion’s 

belt doesn’t look good

in neon.

Cities are

now constellations formed by

sleepless wandering.


Our stars are

red, green, and yellow.

The moon is 

a night light

that we have outgrown because

we forgot the night


was meant to

be dark so we may

discover

the beauty

of our wondering found in

what the stars revealed.


Saturday, May 15, 2021

April Poetry Challenge 2021: Day Thirteen




 

Day 12 Prompt: Lucky

Form: Shadorma


“Stargazer”


I’ve never

felt like the stars

aligned for

me. Every

night some star or planet was

sitting off center.


Even so,

I am still a star

gazer. You

can find me

staring up at Orion

lost in the past light.

Sunday, July 19, 2020

Poetic Form 38: Shadorma



William

Lost uncle
found through internet
connections.
Living, with
his wife, across the ocean. 
Family redefined.

Both of us
teachers of stories.
Ideas shared
through written
words. Passion passed to students,
educate the soul.

Time gone is
history now shared 
through a screen.
His brother’s
son learning a family’s
tradition, now his.



Poetic Form #38: Shadorma 
Shadorma is a Spanish form that has 6 lines that follow a 3/5/3/3/7/5 
syllable pattern. That’s it.