Writing 101, Catching Up, Day 3 and Day 4

Cloudscape

Catching up again with the assignments but feel it would be a bit rushed to throw them all on one post, so I shall do them in two parts till I am up to date.


Oak tree detail.
Oak tree detail.

Day Three – A single word of inspiration “Secret” picked from a cast of several.


Secret.

How can something so small,
hidden under layers and pressed
diamond like, hardening
to a wooden knot.
Grain swirled,
contorted around a secret,
cupped, smoothed under hand,
touching, but not knowing,
touched smooth,
grain raised to tell an age
with a story.


Day Four

From a selection of images, I have chosen a woodland scene. I’ve also thrown in a picture of my own below.

Trees mingling on the slopes
Trees mingling on the slopes

Woodland Silence.

Silence,
except for the birds,
the warning calls, chattering wings
and dashing flight.

Silence,
in the wind in leaves,
among the branches
and crossing the rough ground.

Silence,
sharpened by the sun and shade,
the morning mist and water
running away somewhere.

Silence,
with time to take footsteps
and stand and wait
for the rest to catch up.


More tomorrow, take care people.

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Numbers

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I’ve started the WordPress Writing 101 project, and already I’m behind. So here is day two. Day One can be seen on my page here – Day One.

Day Two – Poetry: Incorporate numbers into a poem, or focus your poem on things you like, wish for, or have learned.

So here is Poetry, by the numbers.

Numbers

One is the truth, no lower, no higher.
Two is in balance, waiting, Seeking calm.
Three is the choice, the answer in waiting.
Four is one extra, one out in the cold.
Five stand strong, taller than most, far-seeing.
Six brings knowledge, not what we want, but what is there.
Seven walks close, whispering with envy and sharp edges.
Eight will always weep with the pain of the lost.
Nine, a wanderer over the land, high places and snow lines.
Ten is more, but less than we should know.
Eleven on one side, just as many as we need.
Twelve times we counted, and still wanted more.
Thirteen the number of the feast, how bad can it be?
Fourteen lines that make the square to end the count.


I’ll try to catch up with the prompts now, or at least see how many I can use. All the bright lights in the sky this week, Bonfires and Fireworks and lots of noise. Take care and keep looking up.