No Bother! – A Quadrille

Why do you bother with all those poetic forms?
With feets and meters?
Syllable and word count?
Rhyme and rhythm?
With inventing nonce forms?

Because I love to play with words!
Making them dance.
Letting meaning between the lines shine.

That’s passion! Not bother!


I’ve gotten asked these questions again today for the umpteenth time. So it was already swirling in my mind.
Next time I’ll direct the asker to this post! 

Written for tonight’s Quadrille prompt over at dVerse.

Read other Quadrilles by me here.

Life Lessons – April Ekphrastic Challenge

Jane Cornwell

Beware the serpent who promises everything without demanding anything in return.
He just plays on the ego’s lazy wish to receive without having to earn or learn.

Watch out for the seeping poison that hides behind polished images online.
They are just there to trick you into thinking polished surfaces lead to clouds nine, where everything is always fine.

Think twice before leaping into beliefs that promise salvation and explanation as long as you follow the rules and never question anything.
They just play with your ego’s fear of life’s uncertainties, anything can happen, even if you try to control everything.

Watch your step whenever someone promises a pill or drink or smoke or sniff will make everything fine.
They are only out for your hard earned dime, while you dull your shine and end up in dependency confined.

Keep your wits about you whenever you feel bedazzled and someone tries to sell you something your heart, soul and gut know sounds too good to be true.
They are most likely out trying to put your perspective askew, leaving you feeling stupid, lonely, sad and blue.

Life is never as easy as we wish, sometimes it’s full of hardship and anguish.
Mostly it’s full of hard work, with the occasional perk.
It is also full of moments of happiness and joy, of love, friendships and passions that our souls buoy.

Listen to your instincts, heart and soul, and you’ll find what for you is a worthwhile goal.


To see all art and read all poems for today go to The Wombwell Rainbow.

Kerfe Roig

April Ekphrastic Challenge – GloPoWriMo 2021

John Law
John Law

“Am 68. Live in Mexborough. Retired teacher. Artist; musician; poet. Recently included in ‘Viral Verses’ poetry volume. Married. 2 kids; 3 grandkids.”
Jane Cornwell

likes drawing and painting children, animals, landscapes and food. She specialises in watercolour, mixed media, coloured pencil, lino cut and print, textile design. Jane can help you out with adobe indesign for your layout needs, photoshop and adobe illustrator. She graduated with a ba(hons) design from Glasgow School of art, age 20.

She has exhibited with the rsw at the national gallery of Scotland, SSA, Knock Castle Gallery, Glasgow Group, Paisley Art Institute, MacMillan Exhibition at Bonhams, Edinburgh, The House For An Art Lover, Pittenweem Arts Festival, Compass Gallery, The Revive Show, East Linton Art Exhibition and Strathkelvin Annual Art Exhibition.

Her website is:
Kerfe Roig

A resident of New York City, Kerfe Roig enjoys transforming words and images into something new.  Her poetry and art have been featured online by Right Hand PointingSilver Birch PressYellow Chair ReviewThe song is…Pure HaikuVisual VerseThe Light EkphrasticScribe BaseThe Zen Space, and The Wild Word, and published in Ella@100Incandescent MindPea River JournalFiction International: Fool, Noctua Review, The Raw Art Review, and several Nature Inspired anthologies. Follow her explorations on her blogs,  (which she does with her friend Nina), and, and see more of her work on her website

Deadly Rage – Ekphrastic Challenge, January 25

Marcel Herms – Dodelijke Volkswoede

The mob have no mind
Civility, ethics, morals left behind

To allow their righteous anger free rage
Luddites smashing a new age

Inflamed with empty promises and lies
Duped to believe only collateral’s dies

What’s a reactionist to do?
When he has to share rights and privileges with me and you?


To see all art and read all poems go to The Wombwell Rainbow.

Marcel Herms

A Dutch visual artist. He is also one of the two men behind the publishing house Petrichor. Freedom is very important in the visual work of Marcel Herms. In his paintings he can express who he really is in complete freedom. Without the social barriers of everyday life.
There is a strong relationship with music. Like music, Herms’ art is about autonomy, freedom, passion, color and rhythm. You can hear the rhythm of the colors, the rhythm of the brushstrokes, the raging cry of the pencil, the subtle melody of a collage. The figures in his paintings rotate around you in shock, they are heavily abstracted, making it unclear what they are doing. Sometimes they look like people, monsters, children or animals, or something in between. Sometimes they disappear to be replaced immediately or to take on a different guise. The paintings invite the viewer to join this journey. Free-spirited.

He collaborates with many different authors, poets, visual artists and audio artists from around the world and his work is published by many different publishers.

Yule Angst – A Villanelle Song by Kmt47 feat RedCat, 19 December


Is there reason to be jolly
Will my love kiss me tomorrow
Wake me from this melancholy

Feeling only pain and colly
Fading like an old, old photo
There’s no reason to be jolly

Brain is treacle slow and foggy
No hope left it’s all a dumb show
Shake me from this melancholy

Bring me back to happy folly
Lead me to above the rainbow
Teach me reasons to be jolly

Read me from your book of stories
Take me to the patch of willow
Break me from this melancholy

Let’s lay down beneath the holly
Touch until we’re breathless, aglow
There is reason to be jolly
Woken from this melancholy


Inspired by music made by Kmt47. I have tried lyrics before, but never felt it work. This time the music gave me rhythm and melody. The words slotted into place, one by one, for each read through. And the music changed after the words where added. Haven’t sung in years, so it was a bit nerv wrecking.

Together we poured all the angst this year had into one strange, haunting techno song.

Written for the last dVerse prompt of the year – MTB: endings / beginnings.
There where a seasonal buffet of five delicious (though low-fat) things about about endings:
(for full descriptions see the prompt)

  1. how and where to end that line 
  2. endings as quotations like The Golden Shovel form – where one poem quotes another 
  3. endings and beginnings – verse forms that loop and repeat (dVerse Vilanelle)
  4. underlining your endings, and
  5. surprise endings.

Since I recently done two Golden Shovel poems. I choose number 3. I love repating, looping forms. I decided to try a new one a Villanelle.

A Villanelle has 19 lines – 5 three line stanzas (tercets) and a final four line stanza (quatrain). It has a definite rhyme and repeating structure. And thanks to the dVerse explaination I finally understood something about denoting poetic structures.

1b2 ab1 ab2 ab1 ab2 ab12 equals A1bA1 abA1 abA2 abA1 abA2 abA1A2

Looks like a strange equation :-)

It means the first five stanzas rhyme aba, the last abaa. The lines denoted with a capital letter are repeated verbatim. You’ll notice I break this in my song and change the lines slightly. I did that after singing it for the first time realizing it would be better to suit the lines to the change going on.

Photo by Aakash Sethi from Pexels

Close Couplets

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Green-blue eyes
Gaze bore

Libido rise
Passion pour

Kissing sighs
Touch more

Breath ties
Heartbeat for

Between thighs
Feeling your

Full size
I’ll be sore

Erotic highs
On the floor

Both cries
My orgasm brings yours


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