Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ early Spring at Sorrento, Mornington Peninsula
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Poefusion Friday 5 prompt ~
(From Dictionary.com)
flivver ~
1. Older Slang. an automobile, esp. one that is small, inexpensive, and old.
2. Slang. something of unsatisfactory quality or inferior grade.
fricative ~
1. (of a speech sound) characterized by audible friction produced by forcing the breath through a constricted or partially obstructed passage in the vocal tract; spirantal; spirant.
–noun 2. Also called spirant. a fricative consonant, as (th), (v), or (h).
frowsy ~
1. Unkempt; slovenly: frowzy clothes; a frowzy professor.
2. Having an unpleasant smell; musty: a frowzy pantry.
fledgling ~
1. a young bird just fledged.
2. an inexperienced person.
–adjective 3. young, new, or inexperienced: a fledgling diver.
farl ~
1. noun Scot. ~ a thin, circular cake of flour or oatmeal.
2. obsolete v.t. ~ same as furl ~ to gather into a compact roll and bind securely, as a sail against a spar or a flag against its staff.
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Pleiades was invented by Craig Tigerman, Sol Magazine's lead editor, in 1999. It is a single titled poem whose seven lines, six syllables each start with the first letter of the poem title.
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Frozen Spring morning
Fledgling awakening
Fractured, tired country lane
Faded flivver of old
Frowsy homes struggle life
Fricative hushed voices
Flowers still arch and farl
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I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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Saturday, September 20, 2008
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Friday, April 18, 2008
The Baird Experiment ~ for 3WW Prompt LXXXII
Pic from TV History~
Prompt from 3WW ~ touching visible stage
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Touching on new worlds of light
Touching on new colour tones
Touching on new forms of life
Touching on new fields of thought
Touching on visible sounds
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Touching new caves of silence
Losing the stage of living
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Friday, April 4, 2008
Poetic Pieces of Life ~ Galleons
Pic by kharax on Deviant Art ~ The Galleon~
Gallant sails from yesterdays
Grey feelings of lost moments ~
Gripping sighs seep in todays
Gashing smiles with some sadness ~
Glimmering shadows to come
Gleaning pale fickle fortunes ~
Glorious sky galleons
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Thursday, April 3, 2008
National Poetry Month Day 3 ~ Poetic Pieces of Life ~ Moorings
Pic from The Age ~ Winds batter city, suburbs ~ Mornington Pier ~ 2.04.08~
Mired in windy chaos
Misted in dusty wind storms
Muddled in heaving waters
Mangled in twisted debris
Maimed in confused destruction
Mornington is numbed in shock
Moment of epiphany?
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Wednesday, April 2, 2008
National Poetry Month Day 2 ~ Poetic Pieces of Life ~ Winds
Pic by x-horizon on Deviant Art ~ With the Wind~
Wild grey winds open morning
Winter scrambles in autumn
Worried trees bow in numbness
Wimpy petals in lost flight
Windows mist in early chill
Whining for lost summer days
Windchimes for some far lost fires
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Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Poetic Pieces of Life ~ Teaspoon
Pic by easytigrr on Deviant Art ~ Splash on a Teaspoon ~
Talking point of coffee cups
Teasing dip in sugared realms
Tender ease in luxury
Tumbling grains in water worlds
Tantalising tight spirals
Titillating soul stirrer
Token of tiny chaos
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- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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