Showing posts with label B&P Shadorma & Beyond. Show all posts
Showing posts with label B&P Shadorma & Beyond. Show all posts

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Shadorma - August Nights

B& P's Shadorma


August night
we gather blankets
watch the sky
for light streaks
blazing the heavens
Perseid Meter Shower

family tradition






Saturday, June 4, 2016

Shadorma -Leaves

 write a condensation of Sara Teasdale’s poem, “Leaves”, in Shadorma form.  (Non-rhyming 6-line poem in 3/5/3/7/7/5.)


ONE by one, like leaves from a tree, 
All my faiths have forsaken me; 
But the stars above my head 
Burn in white and delicate red, 
And beneath my feet the earth
Brings the sturdy grass to birth. 
I who was content to be 
But a silken-singing tree, 
But a rustle of delight 
In the wistful heart of night,
I have lost the leaves that knew
Touch of rain and weight of dew. 
Blinded by a leafy crown 
I looked neither up nor down— 
But the little leaves that die
Have left me room to see the sky; 
Now for the first time I know 
Stars above and earth below.

— Sara Teasdale 

oh, my leaves
falling one by one
no rustling
forsaken in the dark night
but yonder stars I can see
new delights awakening
a new crown above.shadorma 





Monday, May 2, 2016

Wild Ponies

B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – April 30, 2016


tilus  - a non-rhyming, 3-line poem with a syllable count of 6-3-1.

wild ponies run free
wind blown manes
dance



shadorma - a non-rhyming six-line poem in 3/5/3/3/7/5 


forgotten herd
of ponies gallop
over fields
manes dancing
beautiful muscles ripple
unbridled  spirits

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Nursery Rhymes


B&P Shadorma & Beyond – Nursery Rhymes


My horse and I, we like to go
Over the green grassy meadow;
Where the crystal brook does run,
Where we play all day in the sun.


My horse and I, we like to race
And feel the cool air on our face.
We gallop far to unknown lands,
Into the deep, dark shadowlands.


And when I am all tired out
My horse comes home a quiet route.
He puts me in my little bed
And pats me on my little head.


In the morning we start again
My horse bows and I take the reign;
And Daddy  says “Where will we go?”
Clutching his back, he neighs for show.


My horse and I, we romp all day
We travel fast and far away;
Neighing and laughing, we have fun
As we play until day is done.



Friday, January 8, 2016

First Snow

B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – Shadorma – January 2, 2016

first snow falls
blanketing the porch
raccoon tracks
and bird tracks
crisscross over the white snow
under the feeder