of dusk and dragonflies

goals

ten poems
ten comments on other threads


This is my first NaPo, so please be kind! My goals may change as we get closer to/ through April (I'm a sucker for a shiny badge, so I'd like to try and collect at least one).

It's cliche, but I love poems about the shifting in seasons, so that's what my NaPo is going to try and capture. Tips, tricks and suggested prompts are very welcome. I'm completely out of my depth - wish me luck!

Index

1. winter embers
2. spring's whisper beckons
3. spring ascension
4. winter yields to gentle spring
5. London coffee
6. the blossom in Hyde Park
7.
8. London's rain

1./

My candle burns,
ever weaker in the endless night
I cling to its flickering flame
as the cold,
once a beautiful, now a curse
aches my bones and chills my heart

I wait for a spark amidst the dark
A sign of hope
or life
or warmth.
But there is none, only silence and cold
So wake me when the winter ends
And a new spring begins

2. /

Fading candle's glow,
Winter's chill numbs soul's embrace,
Spring's whisper beckons.

3./

So softly whisper when spring ascends
And with new breath this darkness ends

4./

As frost retreats, the earth awakes,
A symphony of life it makes.
Buds unfurl, their colors sing,
Winter yields to gentle spring.

The snowdrops bow, their heads so fair,
Croci emerge with petals rare.
Cherry blossoms blush and cling,
Winter yields to gentle spring.

The sun ascends, its warmth renewed,
Melting ice and solitude.
Robins trill, their notes take wing,
Winter yields to gentle spring.

Spoiler

trying out some of @Spearmint's list of poetry forms this month, so this is my attempt at a kyrielle

5./

In the quiet of dawn the streets are mostly deserted,
save the bags of rubbish lining the pavement
I weave through them
clutching my coffee to my chest

a beacon against the cold

Birdsong is muffled by the weight of the mist
and rain falls with gentle persistence.

I hesitate on the precipe of day
take a sip
and the liquid burns my tongue