earwig escapade
enters ear, exits elsewhere
ever echoing
#AtoZChallenge: 26 posts in April, topics to proceed alphabetically. Creating a theme for one’s blog challenge is optional. My theme for 2021: a three line alliteration each day (5-7-5, haiku-ish) with the first letter of each line the same as the letter of the day.
derelict dachshund
dozes daily dusk ’til dawn
defying deadlines
#AtoZChallenge: 26 posts in April, topics to proceed alphabetically. Creating a theme for one’s blog challenge is optional. My theme for 2021: a three line alliteration each day (5-7-5, haiku-ish) with the first letter of each line the same as the letter of the day.
canine companion
consummate conspirator
can’t confess in court
#AtoZChallenge: 26 posts in April, topics to proceed alphabetically. Creating a theme for one’s blog challenge is optional. My theme for 2021: a three line alliteration each day (5-7-5, haiku-ish) with the first letter of each line the same as the letter of the day.
big bullies, beware!
burgeoning bodybuilder
bares baby biceps
#AtoZChallenge: 26 posts in April, topics to proceed alphabetically. Creating a theme for one’s blog challenge is optional. My theme for 2021: a three line alliteration each day (5-7-5, haiku-ish) with the first letter of each line the same as the letter of the day.
apples are adept
at alighting alongside
anchored ancestors
#AtoZChallenge: 26 posts in April, topics to proceed alphabetically. Creating a theme for one’s blog challenge is optional. My theme for 2021: a three line alliteration each day (5-7-5, but not necessarily a haiku) with the first letter of each line the same as the letter of the day.
They are blooming now, the cherry blossoms. I see them on FaceBook and Istagram. I know they are across the river in city parks, and up the road six or seven miles in the neighborhood where I used to live.
But here in COVID times, I do not find myself across the river or up the road much. Not to worry, though. In my own back yard, however briefly they can withstand the March rains and wind, my flowering quince regale me with their fleeting blossoms.
Don’t blink! They fade fast.
yesterday’s blossoms become
today’s confetti
April is always a challenging month on this blog. I am of course referring to the blogging/poetry challenges that take place this time of year.
For 2021, I’m participating in the Blogging from A to Z Challenge, where one commits to 26 posts in April (every day except Sundays) with daily topics A to Z as the month progresses. Specific theme optional.
I participated in this challenge in 2016 and 2017, then skipped three years to do the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. But I’m back!
My theme: as I did in 2017, I will post a 5-7-5 alliterative poem each day (a poem in the form of three lines with corresponding syllables per line of 5, 7 and 5). Not a bona fide haiku, just a similar syllabic sentiment.
I will be the angel of alliteration, the beacon of brevity, the clutterer of clarity, the de– … well, you get the idea. If you want to see how that played out in 2017 you can read those posts beginning here.
Anybody can participate in this challenge. How about you? Are you game?
gurgling downspout
serenades my sleepless night
I long for crickets
Sunday school teacher
white-haired and diminutive
lessons lost on youth.
First fire, then calm hues.
Look to the sunrise this day.
Hope dawns for us all.
What Rhymes with Stanza? 