Wednesday, April 11, 2012

IGWRT's Format Challenge - "Precocious" a renga poem


Precocious

Some claim April rain                            (Grace of Words like foam on the waves)
brings the blossoms of May, but
trees here are hasty

like youth, ardor unrestrained                 Me
eager for springs first sweet kiss

Sakura blossoms                                    (Kerry O'Connor of Skylover)
In the arms of old man tree
Drops of moonlit milk

showgirls will perform a dance             Ella's Edge
inspir'd by Moon light's embrace

her graceful waves in                            Laurie Kolp Poetry
a risque spring ballet, legs
kick the silver sky

stars wink at rainbow feathers              Susie Clevenger of Confessions of A Laundry Goddess
that tease with each fluttering

My full heart flutters,                            Mary of Writing in the Bachs
I become dancer and dance
under April's moon

and a blossoming cherry                       Kay, an Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
in the sweet, full warmth of May        

And we, resting far                               Shawna of Sunflower Poetry
north where snow still flies and melts
await midnight summer

polar day does not circle                        Jinksy of Alias Jinksy
on cosmic calliope

Pegasus gallops                                     Cad of A Trellis Fencing
to the music of the spheres,
while star clusters spin.

The earth spins on its axis,                    Margo of Margo Roby: Wordgathering
hums its music in B flat

Spring pirouettes ice                              MiskMask
Spun sugar and crystal shards
Across the cosmos

silver vessel half moon                           Jules of jules gems and stuff
empties dawn into morning

The night bids farewell                          The Happy Amateur
Leaving a trail of stardust
It flies on its way

Restored to herself, the earth                  The Happy Amateur (above)
resumes her orderly spin

At a loss for words                                  Siggi in Downeast Maine
coherent flew out window
on the wings of nerves

The above poem is a renga.  Click HERE (Imaginary Garden with Real Toads) for the details.  This is a challenge presented by Grace; she wrote the first stanza, I wrote the second.  I will be adding to this poem as it progresses and each individual participates.

11 comments:

Kerry O'Connor said...

I think the first leads to where mine is going... take a look and see what you think.

Margaret said...

Done! I agree Kerry :)

Grace O'Malley said...

Ha! I missed the options, but I think it suits.

Laurie Kolp said...

I appreciate you adding each section. I was in such a hurry to mark my spot.. I've changed it up a bit.

Susie Clevenger said...

I love your contribution. I also appreciate how you have included each section. I need to do that also.

Other Mary said...

Great stanza you've added. And thanks for compiling them all.

Janet said...

Oh, this is so cool...REALLY enjoyed each contribution!

Ella said...

I love what you added! It is amazing the imagery, twists and turns!
Amazing! So fun...
Glad you got your lines in...I know I was struggling a bit, too :D

Mystic_Mom said...

This is going to be something really special, it already is!

Kay L. Davies said...

I love your contribution to the renga, Margaret.
I don't know if it is "done" now or what, but it was great fun while it lasted.
K

Jinksy said...

Thanks for adding my bit from a mere comment! I've now done the post to go with it.*smiles*