I’ve found an amazing group of poets at Carrot Ranch.com where every third Monday of the month, I host the Double Ennead Challenge as a guest at the Saddle Up Saloon.
Follow the link to the challenge…
What’s a double ennead? The Double Ennead comprises five lines with a syllable count of 6/5/11/6/5, (33 SYLLABLES per stanza) 3 STANZAS EACH = 99 SYLLABLES, NO MORE, NO LESS! Punctuation and rhyme schemes are optional and up to the poet.
This month, I asked the poets to work with a theme for their double ennead poem.
Here are the poems from the May 17th challenge:
‘TRANCE’figuration Can one block out city Constant life noises Does tranquility silent, like sleep exist When consistent motors Hum, buzz, and hammer? Can one channel natures Soothing waterfalls Does tranquility silent, like sleep exist In an environment Constantly changing? Hither we did flee to Quaint suburbia Does tranquility silent, like sleep exist Where in the night, birds sing Lullabies of peace? © JulesPaige
"THERE IS NO MIDDLE GROUND IN THE MIDDLE EAST" We cannot understand why peace is so rare, so elusive, so enigmatic, so spare, so lost in the anger, the soul’s wear and tear. Within Gaza’s rubble, the body count swells, reciprocal death pummels the smoky air, missiles have no conscience, a design of war. Here, we take to the streets, do placard battle, espouse our ire, our high-mindedness, our fire. Next, we grieve endlessly, then turn the channel. © Bill Engelson
"Fates" On life’s chequered board the dice cast records, To give what is preordained in game of life, Fates let loose endless strife, Turmoil overlords. Not known what stars foretell bid dreams a farewell, You want to ride stormy, tempestuous tides, Your efforts it derides— striking a death knell. Nonchalantly you ride to drown in rough tide, Defiant and buoyed, you roll with wild surf, Light as you shed Life’s scurf, Laughing as fates shied. © The Indie She
"Fade to Black" Enter the arena, A roar shocks his nerves. Scattered butterflies soar in formation, Uniform and aligned, Prepared for battle. Cross the cage’s threshold, The tunnel tightens Eyes locked on the opponent across the cage; His teeth clinch the mouth guard; It won’t be long now. Released at the bell’s sound, Both charge the center. Testing his iron jaw becomes the game plan; The corner calls for change; Lights fade into black. © MMA Storytime
"Spirituality" incense of lavender pleasing the senses assisting relaxation and reflection guides helped in procuring tools of assistance smoke ascends swirling up noisy thoughts are gone meditation status finally achieved brief calm is discovered worries disappear spirit guides do exist to lead and protect guardian angels monitor challenges point the way to knowledge— commune with spirit © Ruth Klein aka RuthScribbles
Tall, towering palm tree Rooted to the ground. Fronds glistening under the sun soaked blue sky. A quiet rustle soothes As soft winds comfort. Never still in response. Never without hope. A continuous melody of calm sway, A dance with wind and air. Never ending peace. A storm brews as rain falls. Winds blow swift and hard. The palm is battered and bruised but not broken. A symbol of courage. A symbol of strength. © Missy Lynn from messages
Many thanks to everyone who took part in this challenge. Exploring themes is a great way to craft meaningful messages in your poetry. Happy Saturday!
I’ll be back at the Saloon, on the third Monday of the month, June 21! What are you waiting for? Join in and get your poetry on!