Alias Jinksy

NaPoRiMo Dilemma The weekend is coming, there’s no mistaking that. Can I pull another ditty from my thinking cap? Will Fr...

Voyage - or Cinquains Float My Boat Writing poetry is miserable sometimes when new ideas refuse to come on board. Your boat loses th...

Imagination comes in handy when the 'Spring' remains elusive - only a word we remember from last year, but which we begin to doubt w...

I thought it about time a Triolet was added to the mix - eight lines of iambic rhythm, with a rhyme scheme of ABaAabAB. First, fourth and se...

It's Monday; not the most fun day of the week for workers. But those past retirement age have no such worries. As long as creaki...

Depending on Tess Magpie who flies in way past noon, a number 14 poem may appear here soon... so watch this space 'tis no disgrace.....

This time, I've decided to write in a form which I believe is described as a 'crown cinquaine' -  in other words, a linked serie...

  In  Ballad Form At the edge of the forest something stirred and through the dark trees came a figure cloaked and wrapped about with...

I've recently been introduced to the Sapphic Stanza, which was explained to me thus:- A sapphic stanza is composed of 4 lines: a) 3 he...

A third of the way through the NaPoRiMo month, and for the past few days, the news has been all about the demise of our first woman Prime M...

Keeping To The Plan - sort of When I woke this morning the rain was pouring down to give the world a shower - no sign of April's ...

Thanks to Tess  and Degas at Mag 163   also for NaPoRiMo Jinks Thinks Once I had a washroom with enamel bath, so small, tha...

End V ersus Beginning When day has gone to rest my thinking's not its best, as twilight falls, because, you see, bed calls! I wrote t...

Wrong Ticket? I missed the boat. The plethora of words I wrote as I travelled life, caused me no strife. My early written thoughts we...

And a re-work of yesterday's sonnet ...but in 55 words, including title, just for G-Man . In The Stillness Only cloud reflection...

To see what this is all about, watch this video first Murmuration The twilight clouds reflect on rippled water ‘til, speckle-flecked...

Maybe, maybe not...but here's one for now, anyway... P.S.   And as it turned out, I have been doing at least'one a day' ever s...

In IGWRT's challenge today, Kerry says " Pretty much anything goes, so long as you get us thinking about what it all means." S...

Detail from a painting by Jacek Yerka Cat-a-stroph-e? A cat in the kitchen? Oh! No! You see, to me that spells germs. I squirm a...

Today I made a daffodil with crochet hook and wool ; real ones never grew this year, for winter days were full of snowy cold and rainc...