are we having a wrap up meeting?

This is my favourite so far!

Day 30 I struggled like Genevieve so I decided on satire ... Some sort of mangled elegy The end is nigh! So hear my plight—oh friend! Joy we shared, and pain, and grammar's bite. Alas, all good things must come to an end. But I write my p-cove chapbook tonight!

I like this idea will give it another go.

Ahhhh now I understand the refrain explanation and I entirely missed the rhyme within bit! Thank you so much Okay trying again ...

I love this

Day 27 blank verse Power I plant my self in soil so deep with love In darkness I shall grow beyond your ken And ripen into me alone once more Until I blaze into the dawn of day Expand beyond all hope and trepidation Oh fear not growth nor healing pains to come For once the sun hits gentle leaves with light I will spread wings of powerful creation And take flight

Ghazal This has been difficult what do you think? How can I make this work? Loss Hollow tree hit by a lightning bolt Grief strangles me in his hold You fell like a leaf in autumn You would you have been told And yet you could not change Striding forward oh so bold Now we sit in sorrow alone Loss is always dark and cold

Stay away said in ominous voice

O M G I felt this!

I love the image of red and orange leaves being fire that burns the branches clean 😍

Autumn Photo Prompt Background: For me autumn is the season of letting go or revisiting and checking what doesn't serve me any more going forward. No need to take decaying leaves into the stasis of winter's clean air. **Autumn Path** I shudder mirroring the trees surrounding Autumn wind has rattled us I envy you oh sister elm and brother maple Oh how you can just let them go Let go of leaves not needed Like unwanted thoughts tumbling down Transubstantiation from unwanted organic matter to nourishment Oh how I wish I could just shed my leaves Let go Let go Let go of decaying matter Deconstruct myself burn like a phoenix And rise anew cleansed and stronger I kick a pile of leaves resentful Autumn the time for shadow work Harrumph I snort unladylike Mum wouldn’t be impressed I really do not want to follow that path Winding underneath the shadowy trees Who knows where this leads me Into depths unknown A crow caws Then two then three and suddenly the whole murder takes flight The rookery above me growing silent once more I shiver As tendrils of darkness begin to unwind Here we go again

Oh I love these

I tried @Genevieve's wild weekend prompt Memory Background I did a free writing exercise just to explore what might come up for this wildcard prompt. Moments Black Forrest Gateau especially ordered for me The only bakery in town who really knows how A seal head popping up next to my kayak Following us as we make our way along the Scottish coast Your hug strong warm safe always Niece and nephew jumping on top of me Aunty your are ours now Granddad pulling a splinter from my finger Rough skin on tiny hands in trouble Baby niece starting a clapping game we played on Zoom As recognition blossoms in her eyes My cat rolling up in my lap pouring Mum moving her hand over my head as she walks past The woodpecker in the garden snacking peanuts Owl's hoot on a September evening Fox cubs wake us with their play at 3 am We watch them tumble across the garden Playing with a stolen ball Your arm warm pressed against mine Rainbow breaking through the clouds after a shower On our way up a Munro Dolphin races past my kayak hunting fish You guys look great! stepson watching us arm in arm on a night out Pressing publish and watching a new poem come to life on my blog Leaves crunching underneath my feet during lunchtime walk Thank you so much colleague’s relief tangible after ad hoc mentoring Listening to you tidying the kitchen while I wrap up work One hundred and twenty thousand memes on WhatsApp It’s called pebbling and my tribe is good at it The smell of white lilac and dark velvet iris for my birthday Snapshots held forever in my soul Sometimes on camera Sometimes in word Sometimes in the echo of a feeling

I love the meandering and the other synonyms

I don't think it is cheesy, the imagery you use is actually very nice, without being corny. You are doing well for finding this challenging!!

This is powerful I think in the last stanza the "downtrodden" can easily be left out and maybe that's what makes you stumble?

This hits hard. Sending you a hug.

Oh this has the feels! Well done ... It reminds me of my granddad who long convoluted story had to let go of the love of his life and they promised that each time the look at the moon they would think of one another. 💔

I do like this one and the haiku speaks to me so much