By Ginda Simpson
Beneath vast canopy of blue,
we sat, we two
the air, so still
up on Cow's Hill.
There were no clouds that day to see;
in love, were we.
What did we know?
So long ago...
All was in bloom that summer day;
we vowed to stay.
When love was new
in time, love grew.
| Author Notes | First poem in NaPoWriMo 2024 |
By Ginda Simpson
Brushstrokes of passion
and careful sketches create
portrait of our life.
| Author Notes | 2nd poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 |
By Ginda Simpson
Thoughts sent to share, to tease
Words penned with care, to please
| Author Notes | Essence Poem, third poem in NaPoWriMo 2024 |
By Ginda Simpson
Long ago, on the day we met,
my heart was caught up in your net.
You were the one meant for me;
it was fate, it had to be.
Far away, but in my heart,
I held you close from the start.
Long ago, on the day we met,
my heart was caught up in your net.
| Author Notes |
4th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. This is an Octelle. The octelle has eight lines. It uses personification and symbolism in a telling manner.
The syllable count is 8, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 The rhyme scheme is aa - bb - cc - aa. The first two lines and the last two lines are identical. An explanation of the photo chosen. I was wearing a green & white polka dot dress on the day we met. We have been married 52 years and I wear green & white polka dots every anniversary, and so does my goofy husband. |
By Ginda Simpson
He
was there
loving me
so quietly.
His gentle ways whispered softly of love.
| Author Notes |
New poetry form for me, fifth poem for NaPeWriMo 2024
Tetractys In English-language poetry, a tetractys is a syllable-counting form with five lines. The first line has one syllable, the second has two syllables, the third line has three syllables, the fourth line has four syllables, and the fifth line has ten syllables. |
By Ginda Simpson
Polka dots, white ones on green;
my favorite dress; I was nineteen.
Waiting for a bus going south,
that is when he opened his mouth.
Usually shy, this was not routine.
Was I American, he had to see;
he smiled and asked, come sit with me.
What attracted him, I do not know.
Polka dots, white ones on green,
my favorite dress; I was nineteen.
I look back now, on that time in Spain
glad I took the bus and not the train.
For on that day, I must confess,
all because of a certain dress,
we felt love stir, it was insane.
Polka dots, white ones on green,
my favorite dress: I was nineteen.
| Author Notes |
This is the sixth poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is my attempt at a Rondeau, but I must call it a modified or non-traditional Rondeau, as it wasn't until after I completed it that I realized I didn't follow the rhyme scheme. A rondeau is a fixed form of poetry. It is often used in light or witty poems. It often has fifteen octo - or decasyllabic lines with three stanzas. It usually only has two rhymes used in the poem.
A word or words from the first part of the first line are used as a refrain ending the second and third stanzas. The rhyme scheme is aabba aabR aabbaR. Tomorrow I shall try another one and stick to the rules. |
By Ginda Simpson
| Author Notes |
This is my 7th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is my second attempt at a Rondeau, a fixed form of poetry, often used in light or witty poems, with fifteen octo - or decasyllabic lines with three stanzas. It usually only has two rhymes in the poem.
A word or words from the first part of the first line are used as a refrain ending the second and third stanzas. The rhyme scheme is aabba aabR aabbaR. |
By Ginda Simpson
How
I knew
love so new
would last like this
and remain strong and true
that we would discover such bliss
from holding hands and our first tender kiss
with two bands of gold we made a most solemn vow
in good times, and bad, in health, and now this
good health, it seems, has gone amiss
your strength does not fail you
nor faith dismiss
our love grew
we knew
how
| Author Notes | My 8th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. This is my first Diatelle. The syllable structure of the diatelle is as follows: 1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1, but unlike an ethere, has a set rhyme pattern of abbcbccaccbcbba. |
By Ginda Simpson
| Author Notes | This is my 9th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is a kyrielle. A kyrielle is made of quatrains that rhyme. Each stanza (that is a quatrain) has a line that repeats, so a line from a previous stanza. That line usually (but does not necessarily have to) be the last line in the stanza. Each line in the poem has eight syllables. There is no limit to the number of stanzas. Usually there are three or more stanzas. Any type of rhyme scheme can be used. |
By Ginda Simpson
Love
compassionate, tender
choosing, cherishing, caressing
heart, soul, mind, body
teasing, tempting, tormenting
greedy, hungry
Lust
| Author Notes |
This is my 10th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is an Antonym Diamante. With an Antonym Diamante poem, the 1st and 7th lines have nouns that have the opposite meanings.� One of the words should be at the top while the other at the bottom to give it the Diamond shape. As a poet, it is your work to find a transition from the first word to the last word while forming a diamond shape. An example of an antonym topic� is� "foe and friend."
1 word: NOUN #1 2 words: ADJECTIVE, ADJECTIVE (describing NOUN #1) 3 words: VERB, VERB, VERB (related to NOUN #1) 4 words: NOUN, NOUN (related to NOUN #1)/NOUN, NOUN (related to NOUN #2) 3 words: VERB, VERB, VERB (related to NOUN #2) 2 words: ADJECTIVE, ADJECTIVE (describing NOUN #2) 1 word: NOUN #2â??the opposite of the first noun in the poem |
By Ginda Simpson
I remember
helping her
snap the back garters
onto her nylon stockings,
a task she could
no longer perform
with ease.
I remember
feeling her
roundness, her belly
warm and reassuring,
familiar
wrapped in her skirt
then tied with a bow
like a secret present
beneath the accordion
pleats of her
maternity top.
I remember
watching her
as she applied
her deep red lipstick
a signal to her children
that she was going out
to someplace special.
We all begged to go along.
She smiled with
mystery and wonder
and went alone.
It was the only
time she had to herself.
A rare gift
for this mother of many.
Her chance to have
an unshared moment
with the new life
growing inside her.
She looked so pretty.
| Author Notes | This is my 11th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. A free verse that offers a glimpse into my mother's life and a memory I treasure with such fondness. |
By Ginda Simpson
Daughter, our firstborn -
Wee breaths and tiny heartbeats
echoes of our love.
| Author Notes | This is my 12th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. |
By Ginda Simpson
Heartbeats
are how I count
the minutes you are gone.
Memories of you fill me with
longing.
| Author Notes |
This is my 13th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024, an American Cinquain. In the early twentieth century the American poet Adelaide Crapsey, inspired by the five-line Japanese poetic form of tanka, began to write five-line poems that followed a distinct form. This poetic form soon came to be known as an American cinquain (though it's also sometimes referred to as a Crapseian cinquain, after its creator). The American cinquain is an unrhymed, five-line poetic form defined by the number of syllables in each line�??�?�¢??the first line has two syllables, the second has four, the third six, the fourth eight, and the fifth two (2-4-6-8-2). They are typically written using iambs.
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By Ginda Simpson
There once was a man, married to Mabel
chewing his food, at this he was able.
She had but one wish
a thanks for the dish;
as he ate homemade bread at their table.
He looked at her strangely as she ranted.
She did not like being taken for granted.
"I cook every night
you eat every bite;
did you like what I made you?" she chanted.
"Why, was this special?" he wanted to know.
Could he really be that simple, that slow?
She stared back at him
with malevolent grin;
would he notice if she poisoned the dough?
| Author Notes | This is my 14th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. A Limerick. |
By Ginda Simpson
You
have been
with me longer still
than twenty thousand nights.
But who’s counting?
| Author Notes | This is my 15th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is a Septolet. The septolet has fourteen words. It is broken between two stanzas that make up the fourteen words. Each stanza can have seven words each but that is not a requirement. Both stanzas deal with the same thought and create a picture. |
By Ginda Simpson
In his grove of olives, they strolled,
hand in hand - his, strong and calloused,
theirs still small and smooth,
gentle grandfather, my husband.
| Author Notes | This is my 16th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is a Naani. A Naani poem has 4 lines. The total number of syllables in the poem are between 20 to 25. While the poem does not have to be about a particular subject it is often about human relations or current statements. |
By Ginda Simpson
When
you first held my hand
I felt a tremor
then the earth shifted beneath my feet.
| Author Notes | This is my 17th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. |
By Ginda Simpson
No doubt
you will disagree -
you are the one
that’s wrong;
not me.
| Author Notes | This is my 18th poem for NaWriPoMo 2024. |
By Ginda Simpson
Say yes to life, when it's not fair
let us find our way through prayer
no matter what, no matter where
let us both dare, let us both dare.
Say yes to love, to dreams we share
let us both seek how best to care
God will show us, He will be there
let us both dare, let us both dare.
| Author Notes |
This is my 19th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is a monotetra. The monotetra contains four lines in monorhyme. Each line is in tetrameter (four metrical feet) for a total of eight syllables.The last line contains two metrical feet, repeated. It can have one stanza or many stanzas.
Poem format: Line 1: 8 syllables Line 2: 8 syllables. Line 3: 8 syllables. Line 4: 8 syllables with repetition |
By Ginda Simpson
Grandchild
like a flower
grew wild
and free
to claim her place
to be
and speak
as child of God
unique
| Author Notes | This is my 20th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024, a musette. The Musette, created by Emily Romano is a poem that consists of three verses of three lines each. The first lines have two syllables; the second lines have four syllables, and the third lines have two syllables. The rhyme scheme is a/b/a for the first verse; c/d/c for the second verse, and e/f/e for the third verse. The title should reflect the poemâ??s content. |
By Ginda Simpson
By Ginda Simpson
| Author Notes | This is my 21st poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. It is an Octelle. The Octelle, created by Emily Romano, is a poem consisting of eight lines using personification and symbolism in a telling manner. The syllable count structure for this verse is 8, 8, 7, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8, and the rhyme scheme is aa/bb/cc/aa. The first two lines and the last two lines are identical. |
By Ginda Simpson
Your touch so gentle
is all that I need to heal,
to ease my sorrow
when words spoken fail to reach
the open wound that bleeds tears.
| Author Notes | This is my 22nd poem for NaPoWriMo 2024, a Tanka. |
By Ginda Simpson
| Author Notes | This is my 23rd poem for NaPoWriMo 2024, a Triolet. The requirements of this fixed form are straightforward: the first line is repeated in the fourth and seventh lines; the second line is repeated in the final line; and only the first two end-words are used to complete the tight rhyme scheme. Thus, the poet writes only five original lines, giving the triolet a deceptively simple appearance: ABaAabAB, where capital letters indicate repeated lines. |
By Ginda Simpson
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With discipline, he perseveres each day
not letting this illness get in his way.
With faith, I follow close behind and pray
to find the strength I will need, come what may.
| Author Notes | This is my 24th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. |
By Ginda Simpson
Michael, our grandson
what grew you into a man?
Surely it was love
and work, and play, and prayer
and that dog of yours, Bullseye.
Natalie, sweet girl
blossomed into young woman
miracle of love
its mystery and magic
woven into your red braids
Megan, spicey hot
erupting into woman
volcano of love
primed to set the world on fire
lava flow of energy
Lorelei, so strong
answering her siren's call
life designed with love
in pursuit of truth always
blazing untread paths to home
Nora, nature's child
pondering her world with care
discovering love
in all earth's hidden places
soaring high among the stars
| Author Notes | Five tankas about my five grandchildren. The tanka is a thirty-one-syllable poem, traditionally written in a single unbroken line. A form of waka, Japanese song or verse, tanka translates as â??short song,â?? and is better known in its five-line, 5/7/5/7/7 syllable count form. |
By Ginda Simpson
Thank you, Lord, for blessings aplenty
Where do I start, there are so many
Thank you, Lord, for the morning light
for summer sky and starlit night
Thank you, Lord, for food does nourish
our bodies and our minds to flourish
Thank you, Lord, for a mind that's clear,
for eyes to see and ears to hear.
Thank you, Lord, for a place to live
where we learn to grow and to give.
| Author Notes | This is my 26th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. |
By Ginda Simpson
| Author Notes | This is my 27th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. |
By Ginda Simpson
The shock of seeing them together burned,
a jolt that left her sputtering heart reeling
But, just as quickly, her heartbeat returned
to a normal rhythm and peaceful feeling.
All well with the world, life had not ended,
stitched with love, her broken heart had mended.
| Author Notes | This is my 28th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 |
By Ginda Simpson
Tiny bird hovers
sipping sweet nectar at noon,
wings humming with joy.
| Author Notes | This is my 30th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. Phew!!! |
By Ginda Simpson
You were there with me.
Words that we could have exchanged,
now lost - phantoms in the night.
| Author Notes | This is my 29th poem for NaPoWriMo 2024. |
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