Saddle-Up Saloon Double Ennead Challenge No. 7, Recap

I’ve found an amazing group of poets at Carrot double ennead challenges 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 HERE

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 use the Poetry Oracle to compose a stanza of their double ennead poem. If they didn’t want to try the Poetry Oracle, I asked them to write a double ennead poem instead. The poetry Oracle is magnetic poetry found HERE

Here are the poems from the August 2021 challenge:

"The Doorway to Hope"

if I could mend my heart
the doorway to hope
I would scry on the wind and search for answers
falling through a funnel
I’ll still wait and hope

someday I will marry
everything makes sense
years of hurt and pain but then learn my lesson
decry the injustice
with right frame of mind

avenue to freedom
doesn’t hurt to try
if I find the right one and he finds me too
we’ll make the most of it
hope is always there

(c) ladyleemanila 2021

what simple words can script
ancient magic that
draws humans like moths to flames; retribution
of wrongs made into odes
for memories sake

different magnetism;
raining of fire
from the center of Perseus the hero
late summer or fall sky;
meteor shower

there without known sounds to
human ears, movement;
the blur of countless stars in the Milky Way
illuminating the
dreams of innocents

© JulesPaige
"The Double Ennead Blues"

I play the poet’s game,
test the Oracle,
a refrigerator stuffed with scrambled words,
crack open a few, make
a po-omelet.

I am a poor pigeon,
pecking at asphalt,
seeking creative crumbs, word seeds of order.
Alas, it will not gel;
Eggshells stripped my gears.

Oracle, I tried thee,
threw your word dice,
kept rolling snake eyes, blurry bloodshot poets’ eyes-
Double Ennead Blues,
will you cry for me?

© Bill Engleson
"Dark Angel"

smoky kisses linger
in a fool’s wild heart
prisoner of the dark angel’s velvet smile
devoured by haunted lips
her dance of desire

© D. Wallace Peach
"Life’s Desire"

fire dances devour
porcelain kisses
and fool iceman—she wants a life of rhythm,
dazzling angel embraces,
a warm universe

© Ruth Klein's Scribbles
"Being Together"

The quilt of earth shields an
unborn silver plant.
The soil rejoices as it imagines
unified leaves topped
with a purple crown.

© Call2Read

Many thanks to everyone who participated in this challenge. Bravo for your creativity! The Poetry Oracle is just another way to find creativity when you feel like you need a boost.

I’ll be back at the Saloon on Carrot, on Monday, September 20th! What are you waiting for? Join in and get your poetry on!

“Break of Day,” Oracle Poetry

I had a lovely visit with the poetry Oracle today. I’m always grateful for her poetic inspiration. She’s been encouraging me to explore free-verse or prose poetry. I still prefer my syllabic verse but it is fun to create from her inspiration in a pure sense of just letting the words flow. Happy Saturday!

“Creative Intentions,” #Haibun #Tanka

This week for my weekly syllabic poetry challenge, I used the word, “frigid,” for cold, and “tempest” for storm.

I wrote a Haibun/Tanka Idyll which consists of a prose paragraph, followed by a Tanka poem (5/7/5/7/7). All syllabic poetry has rules, and the Haibun is no exception.

Here are a few of the rules for writing a Haibun in English:

  • Every haibun must begin with a title.
  • Haibun prose is composed of terse, descriptive paragraphs, written in the first person singular.
  • The text unfolds in the present moment, as though the experience is occurring now rather than yesterday or some time ago. In keeping with the simplicity of the accompanying haiku or tanka poem, all excessive words should be pared down or deleted. Nothing must ever be overstated.
  • The poetry never attempts to repeat, quote or explain the prose.
  • Instead, the poetry reflects some aspect of the prose by introducing a different step in the narrative through a microburst of detail.
  • Thus, the poetry is a sort of juxtaposition – seemingly different yet somehow connected.

It is the discovery of this link between the prose and the poetry that offers one of the great delights of the haibun form. The subtle twist provided by an elegantly envisaged link, adds much pleasure to our reading and listening.

"Creative Intentions," #Haibun/Tanka

I shivered as cold wind gusts pushed against my beating heart. A
blizzard was brewing, and I didn’t have much time to spare.
I clutched the slip of paper where weeks before I had scratched
out in longhand my new moon intentions. All of my hopes and
dreams were scrawled on that one tiny scrap of paper. Now, I had
one last task left to complete.

Beneath the rubicund glare of the Full Blood Wolf Moon, I burned
those intentions, setting free the scorched embers of my dreams to
let loose the wild storm of inspiration raging within my heart.

May the universe
favor you with abundance
fulfilling your dreams.
Let winter's frigid tempest
ignite creativity.

©2019 Colleen M. Chesebro

In the prose above, I created a scene, told in the first person. The prose is all about my hopes and dreams and of the wishes, I hope will come true.

The Tanka poem which follows speaks to the reader of the winter in our souls and how that time can be used in creative pursuits which rise out of us like flowers blooming in spring. Both pieces are similar in theme, but I tried to keep the prose and the Tanka from repeating the same thing.

I find Haibun prose to be liberating because there is no counting of syllables until you reach the accompanying syllabic poem. And, just so you know, it took me a couple hours to compose and play with the wording.

Typically, we see a Haibun accompanied with a Tanka, Haiku, or Senryu, but I see no reason why a Haibun couldn’t contain a Shadorma, Nonet, Etheree, or Cinquain. And, more than one!

When writing a Haibun speak from the heart and let your words flow. Experiment with vivid descriptions that draw the reader into your experience. Look for words that show more than tell. ❤

Have fun and write some syllabic poetry! ❤

“Creativity,” A Shadorma

First, let me wish you all a Happy New Year, a happy new challenge, and a happy new week. It’s the first of the month, so we get to choose our own words to write a poem. The first of the month challenge is the only one where we don’t have to use synonyms, but feel free to do so if that works for you.

Also, after you’ve published your own poem, don’t forget to cut and paste it into the submission form on the challenge post HERE. Remember, I won’t pick up your poem from the pingbacks any longer.

The Shadorma syllabic form is different from all the other forms. The six lines and the 3/5/3/3/7/5 syllable count may seem restrictive to some. I like the brevity and the fact that you must make every word count! Pick a subject and concentrate only on that aspect. Choose your words carefully.


A rebirth
of new ideas
around hope
vision, and innate talent -
thus born to create.

© 2019 Colleen M. Chesebro

May the New Year bring you heaps of good blessings. ❤

“The Mystery of Creativity,” A Tanka

tanka tuesday fall

This week for my poetry challenge, I used the word “scheme” for plan, and the word, “end” for finish.

The last few weeks, when my blog was broken, kept me in a constant uproar. I think I had the first real writer’s block of my life. It’s not like I don’t have plenty to write… I’m working on two books. I just couldn’t seem to get the inspiration flowing. The words were stuck in my head, and they refused to budge.

So, I did something different to take my mind off my lack of motivation. I created an interview feature for my blog. You can read about that HERE. I believe that took the pressure off my brain to create. The following poem flowed from my soul:

the mystery of creativity

The Mystery of Creativity

The scheme has brought forth

the end of my long impasse.

I pick up the pen—

mystical forces collide

my creativity soars.


© 2018 Colleen M. Chesebro

current moodNamaste & Blessed Be. ❤