Best Tetractys Poems
In shadow 'neath the shining of a soul
a heart trembles
for her lost
control.
Hope
lives
in Him
who forgives
trespass and sin
as flight with Mercy’s angel does begin.
Susan Ashley
October 7, 2020
~ First Place ~
Contest: Double Tetractys 4
Sponsor: Eve Roper
syllables checked: howmanysyllables.com
10, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 2, 3, 4, 10
Poet’s note: The hourglass, sometimes with the addition of metaphorical wings, is often depicted as a symbol that human existence is fleeting
Dust
airborne
can settle
everywhere
It lands on tables and under your bed
It also clings to your computer screen
on clothes it goes
and of course
up your
nose
Pets
people
in your food
not in the mood
In the air, everywhere, I don’t care
You can have it mop, cloth, feather duster
I don’t want it
here or there
not one
bit
So
go clean
all over
dust if you must
Scratch me a note of “clean me” on my shelf
If I dust today it will just come back
everywhere
it settles
in my
home
Blue
vision
Dipping toes
feel the softness
The warm breeze of the summer joys tempts me
Crystallized sand like feathers on the toes
Gold in my eyes
Breathe taking
and pure
bliss
05/09/2020
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Double Tetractys 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Eve Roper
# 2
3rd place in the contest
Flair
of ink
spilling sweet
cloudbursts of thought
flare billows of young imagination -
daydreamers ride the mind of story-time
using wands of
enchantment
penning
worlds
Susan Ashley
November 28, 2020
~ Third Place ~
Contest: Double Tetractys 6
Sponsor: Eve Roper
Picture # 1
Poetry Soup Syllable Counter Per Line: 1 2 3 4 10 10 4 3 2 1
Total # Syllables: 40
Snow
Falling
Creating
A white carpet
That dazzles us with its sheer brilliance
Spring arrives and the carpet is no more
Buds now appear
Birds singing
Flowers
Bloom.
Written 25th April 2019
For Tetractys This Poetry Contest.
Sponsored by Charles Messina .
Spill
your ink
on blank page.
Express your rage.
Suppression only leads to mental pain.
Without catharsis, art is trapped in cage.
Trauma will stain,
as you age.
Gain your
stage.
Sage
soul smiles.
It's worthwhile
to tame your flame.
Poetry is perfect for thoughts to drain.
Sane words flow to show feelings have no shame.
Mute charcoal clouds,
hail chord sounds.
Tear drop
rain.
Brain
feels free.
Peace now reigns.
Clear skies bring glee.
Release of burdens cleanse untouched debris.
"Time is the thief you cannot banish."
Phyllis McGinley, Writer, 1905 - 1978
the sands flow steadily through the hour glass
can't be stopped~slowed
drifts grain by
slow grain
drips
goes
until
the chosen
end, emptied out
where the soul goes is up to your choosing
Written: November 10, 2020
Contest: Writing Challenge_ Quote Inspired
Sponsor: Constance La France
Rain
Pouring
Quickly downward
Spreading quickly
The wind is blowing music to the leaves
I
dreamt of
a poem
forgot the words
As beneath the salty cold brine of tears
silence floats, whilst I’m coloring kohl rain
in metaphors
of regret
across
blood
red
ruby
carnations
that bleed silken
sonnets for an ocean-dipped catharsis
Here is a flowered field laid before me.
So vast and green,
it shimmers
like the
sea.
This
sea of
pretty green
swims in my eyes.
I’m drowning in sunset’s last yellow rays.
Sept. 28, 2020
for Eve Roper's 'Double Tetractys 4' Contest
I failed to submit this one in time for Eve's previous contest
I
jerked it
out to place
it back in and
it seems as though I can't get any out.
I
jerked it
out again
to place it back
in, yet, no luck in getting any out.
So,
I tried
ANOTHER
form of Pleasure,
taking off the lid and using plastic.
I
simply
just wanted
to drink my milk-
shake using a straw but a spoon will do.
Pace, G
04-20-2012
My
poet’s
life (not known
then as such) flowed
along life’s swift course
rippling with glee and roaming youth’s chasms.
It then streamed relentlessly to the Now.
I polish agates
left in its wake
so I can
display
them.
I
dance with
the ocean
jumping blue waves -
soaking in its stretch of sun-drenched beauty
Wriitten Dec. 8, 2015 by Andrea Dietrich
on the theme of ocean for the "Language of Water" Poetry contest of nette onclaud
Seeds
Planted
Then nurtured
See how they’ve grown
Into pretty pansies for my garden
How I love to see their smiling faces
In lovely shades
Of purple
Pink and
Red
They
Brighten
My borders
Bringing colour
Especially on wet dreary dull days
Triple Tetractys 2 Contest sponsored by Eve Roper
Checked with how many syllables
07~15~16
Hands
mixing
neutral shades
as brushstrokes form
etches of life’s vignettes in washed-out tones,
Reflecting grim shadows doused by night’s ash
Where black white hints
Trail along
Fingers
Stained.
Grief
In oil
Expressing
Artist's lament
Through paint of tears which words cannot portray.
tetractys 1st place
Contest NO 85 for Briand Strand