Edward Reginald Frampton, “Elaine, the Lady of Shallot, [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons


Captive, held in a cage of dreams

reflecting streams

in mirrored eyes,

she’s cursed, she sighs,


mirror-gazing, she sings a song,

wonders how long

she’ll sigh and sing,

while dreams take wing


she weaves a spell, and watch she keeps,

she scarcely sleeps,

sees plume and blooms,

she’s caught, she’s doomed.


This is a minute poem for Secret Keeper’s Writing Challenge.

The prompt words were: Cage/Sing/Dream/Watch/Spell

This is another poem based on the Lady of Shalott.  Here’s the link to the Tennyson poem. As the end of the year draws closer, I feel the need of romanticism. Here’s the link to my earlier poem.








In the Rain



Franz Marc, In the Rain, [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

She dreamt of war, of bombs and mines,

portents and signs

a warning drum

of things to come


She, a seer, of what could be,

and she could see

red blood in streams,

relentless dreams


So she dreamt rain, and jungle vines

in flowing lines,

magic unfurled

throughout her world


This is a minute poem in response to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge. The prompt was the painting above by Franz Marc. She also suggested the words: rain/red/relentless/river/regrets. I used rain, red, and relentless.








Maidens, Beware


Heinrich Vogeler Sehnsucht, Trämerei, Wikipedia

Alone, forsaken, torn, my heart

pierced with the dart

that he tossed there.

Maidens, beware.


I’m round, weary, babe not yet born,

I’ll risk their scorn.

I’ll raise you well,

though time will tell


They say I’m loose, and call me whore,

but there was more,

my little Dove–

I thought it love.


This is in response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge . This week, a Minute Poem: 12 lines broken into 3 stanzas. Each stanza begins with a first line of 8 syllables, the next three lines are 4 syllables each. Rhyme scheme: aabb/ccdd/eeff

The prompt was the picture above. I don’t really think it has this feeling of despair, but I thought it had such a Victorian feel, so the woman became one of the seduced and abandoned young women of the time, pondering her fate.