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Pother and Quixotic

Chosen from a recent Word of the Week Challenge on July 26th, we asked poets to apply the words (above) into a poem 8 lines or less. Below, our best entries picked.


 

There was sedition in the air, the truculent troops lay bare. Tumescent bones and weary cries, sight of smoke and teary eyes. Alas, the battle raged again, twenty thousand fighting men. Quixotic hopes and dreams subside, the pother of their thoughts collide.


© Tony Carty Dublin, Ireland


 

SULTRY NIGHT A sultry night and everyone is in their effervescent mood. The atmosphere somewhat in disarray with men and women rather getting loquacious It must be the cocktails they can't stop helping, with one sip too many Too exquisite, perhaps, to their connoisseur taste That one round deserves another so to speak The social circle amongst the elite is becoming a POTHER-some nuisance Lo and behold, on uninvited guest suddenly appears A QUIXOTIC figure of formidable affluence has silenced the crowd. © Leah Dancel Australia


 

TRAFFIC JAM Crossing the long stretch of the highway Is a big headache for drivers during the day Some hard-headed ones want it their way Thus a pother erupts and that causes a delay Be patient and slow down with your tempers The traffic jam can't be eased like dying embers Some have quixotic minds that create a mess Feel that they own the road and want to impress.


© Dolores Lapinid

Marikina City, Philippines


 

KALABAISAKHI (NOR'WESTER)


Quixotic Pother, makes us bother in hot afteroon, Creating whirlwind gets uprooted all like balloon As if the goon repugns to show off the loon To capture power and property by hook or by crook, soon. Quixotic Pother, is of a boastful and arrogant person Blowing one's own trumpet with no reason, Roars high sounds with thunder in dry season, Nothing but rains a little water for arson. © Prasanna Bhatta India


 

The Perfect Poem The quest for that perfect poem where words sashay in the leaves of stanzas figures of speech cling to the branches is a journey delightful in its pother Truly, this is a quixotic adventure for poetry, like life, thrives in magical nature it leaps from the blank pages of each passing day, scattering crumbs of joy along the way.


© Rosemarie Miranda Dipolog City, Philippines


 

Pursue Peace


The rationale among soldiers within the battlefield were Quixotic peace Dreams were shattered with their rage of truce to ease Sacrificing their life bound for heroic deeds But is it worth to kill the enemy, to pother the best surving needs We can pursue peace without guns and bombs to explode So let us not permit war with political fame collude Rather embrace humanity of brotherhood with God's kingdom promises Find the truth to live in the abode of everlasting happiness. © Concepcion Macuto

Biñan City, Philippines


 

this was many years back

aeons of space stretched in haggard blue forged in many dreams since then riders in a pother of dust and darkness neighing of horses and dying men by the sword its glint matching your eyes in a quixotic renewal of our vows we held on we loose ourselves again in many different times © Amitabh Mitra East London, Eastern Cape



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