This is a prompting Blog

My intent here is to write a poem from the prompt I give to you , the reader, in hopes that it will inspire something and get others to write with me.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Today's Prompt is NONNET

A Nonnet is a type of poem which has the following requirements:
  • It has nine lines
  • The first line has 9 syllables, the second 8 syllables, the third 7 syllables until the ninth line which has one syllable.
  • Has an iambic meter (stress every other syllable) An iamb or iambus is a metrical foot used in various types of poetry. Originally the term referred to one of the feet of the quantitative meter of classical Greek prosody: a short syllable followed by a long syllable (as in delay). This terminology was adopted in the description of accentual-syllabic verse in English, where it refers to a foot comprising an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable (as in a-bove).
Today we are doing a Nonnet with a reverse Nonnet just to do something different....

The morning smells young and sweet today
as the sun caresses the dew
the horizon shadows melt
like the snows to springs touch
rivers trickling
softly sweeping
renew life

songs of old
wings are spreading
taking freedoms flight
flapping, soaring, gliding,
one with the morning skyline
fleeting moments in the grand scheme
 Today, the morning smells young and sweet


Join us over at One Stop Poetry as we get a chance to welcome Spring!!!


  1. Beautiful! Yes I love Spring!

  2. Thank you so much my new friends, Both of you have TONS of beautiful writes, I am honored.

  3. This is just beautiful. You have such creativity.

  4. Thank you Susie...
    You are so talented too !! LOVE YOUR WHOLE BLOG !!
    THank you for joining ours !

  5. Wow! What a creative form. I've never seen a nonnet before. :-)

  6. Hi Rachel..
    there are a ton of fun forms out there and we will try them all here if it is possible... I took liberties with this one by doing the reverse with it, but I like to mix things up sometimes !!

  7. wow
    love it
    your nonnet
    makes me feel good
    with those birds chirping
    and the rivers trickling
    a taste of heaven on earth
    if today it's this sweet and good
    then there's much more in eternity

  8. I have run out of words to describe your work JL. I have to fall back on AMAZING!!!!

  9. Beautiful! Makes me wish even more for spring to finally come... :)

  10. I like it - I tried to do one that was a mirror image - almost but could quite do it

    enjoyable nonnet

  11. How short and hard this life may appear

    On losing those we hold so dear

    Full of hurt and full of fear

    Short on joy, short on cheer.

    Overwhelming pain,

    Hope on the wane

    Constant drain




    Pain darted

    Broken hearted

    A new time started

    Stumbling through each new day

    Learning peace along the way

    Finding comfort in things folk say

    The price of love is loss and we pay.

    This is for my friend Posh who died, aged 41, suddenly on Thursday.

  12. FairyLander responses ...

    Jackie and Gypsy's Zoo of Love (Florida) wrote
    2 days, 4 hours ago
    Going to see Rango with my best boy
    I am so glad its not in 3D
    Popcorn and raisinets for me
    Maybe some nachos too
    Dyl likes sour patch kids
    They hurt my tounge
    Lots of junk
    we eat


    Lynne and Inki wrote
    1 day, 17 hours ago
    My toes are so cold, my nose is red,
    Going to stay here in my bed,
    Tucked up cosy, warm and snug,
    Just like a little bug.
    Close my eyes have dreams,
    Of sunny beams,
    On my brow,
    Come now,

    Now real,
    Heat I feel,
    Eyes wide, the sun?
    Hibernation done.
    Time to wake and wonder,
    From my safe hole down under,
    Need food for my empty tummy,
    Time to forage for something yummy.

    Sarah and Divinity Joy Lovealot wrote
    2 days, 2 hours ago
    Floating in a wide sea of limbo
    Not knowing what to think or feel
    How does one stand still or move
    When it seems so unreal
    Do i keep hoping
    Or give up
    And accept
    It hurts
    But what if
    we prolong pain
    Does it get better
    Or do we just delay
    The connection that we seek
    We sadly sink in aimless quest
    Trusting faithfully that love knows best