555 Days... The Continuation

Welcome to 555 Days as a Poet by The Crafty Scribe

Back in 2010, I challenged myself to write a poem or a short verse a day, and post it to a blog. 555 Days as a Poet by The Crafty Scribe is the continuation of the experiment.

I gave myself 18 months to recover from the original daily blog postings, and now, I am ready to start it all over again. Although as I was beginning in the middle of the year, I thought 6 months was too short a time after my last experience.

"If I could complete a year of poems, how about 18 months?" I thought. I worked out that would be 549 days. I could have rounded it up to 550 to included New Years Day 2014, but then I thought I'd go 5 better... to 555 days.

Why 555? According to many spiritual teachers, the number 555 is a sign of change and the flow of energy. I thought it related to the blog. I spent a year writing a poem every day, then rested for 18 months. Now the tide has turned. It's time to begin the flow of words in my life again.

I'm not a trained poet, just an enthusiastic scribe wanting to create something new each day. I don't truly know my stanza from my meter, but I hope to improve and get my poetic license someday! Expect the weird, the strange and the inner workings of the Crafty Scribe's mind. Let's ride the waves once more.

Please pass on the blog address to all your verse and lyrical loving friends. I hope you will join me, and read my daily scribbling.
Showing posts with label season. Show all posts
Showing posts with label season. Show all posts

Thursday, 25 April 2013

"Taste of Summer" (Entry 297)


Citrus scent wafted through
The warm summer morn.
To stretch and reach the ripening fruit.

Monday, 18 March 2013

Friday, 18 January 2013

"Snow Joke" (Entry 202)

To float and slide,
To skate and glide,
To sledge the ride
of crystal cloudy tides.

Instead fall and slip
Soggy icy trip.
A blundered skip.
Fall and clothing rips.

Cold and frozen. Black and blue,
As the chosen words you knew.
Frosty icicles seep in and poke.
You know snow? Tis s'no joke!

Monday, 24 September 2012

"Goodbye" (Entry 86)

Saying goodbye
as sun departs.
Access denied at summer's end.
Stolen childhood.
Separated hearts.
Darkened days with mourning to tend.

Tuesday, 11 September 2012

"Flash to Pash" (Entry 73)

A flash of sunlight in enquiring eye blue.
A dash of a challenge between us two.
A rash decision leads to date night.
A thrash to club beats under moonlight.
A slash of perfect white - a smile to bring
A pash to end the perfect summer's fling.

Sunday, 19 August 2012

"A Fruity Summer" (Entry 50)

Vie with insects 
in oven-warm orchards.
Picnic laid before and eaten.
Sun plays kaleidoscope through branches,
adding nature's checks bright to linen, red and white.
All that's left is a sweetness un-satiated. 
Lips licked and nibbled to heighten desire.
Slow smile curves as 
a waist held and lifted towards the heavens and the trophy.
Red lacquer nails graze as tips reach and fold
around another ripe plumpness.
Then a gentle pull -
to tumble -
and confetti of goodness
rains upon them.
Prize claimed.
Take a bite!