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Friends here’s where to go to participate:

I. The prompt poem:

‘but i’m not mistaken’, by Art Camenzind

don’t look to me as a role model
i’ve made a mistake or more
life can be bittersweet
sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet
trails can be cold and lonely
but know, i believe in you
and if i’m mistaken about you
then we can be mistaken together

II. Artie’s prompt guidelines

  • FORM: Ghazal
  • THEME: Love (romantic, spiritual, agape, platonic, etc.)

Ghazal

  • Made up of a chain of couplets, where each couplet is an independent poem;
    • It should be natural to put a comma at the end of the first line of each couplet;
  • The Ghazal has a refrain of one to three words that repeat, and an inline rhyme that precedes the refrain;
    • Lines 1 and 2, then every second line, have this refrain and inline rhyme;
  • The last couplet should refer to the author’s name;
  • The rhyming scheme is AA bA cA dA eA etc.

Examples of ghazals


Ghazal: Profusely Polished My Provenance

For the months of sweetening their stay, copiously,
when they left, they thanked her profusely.

For stirring out the song from its branches,
does the wind thank the tree profusely?

When it rushes right through her middle,
does the sun thank the cloud profusely?

And, the hole in the bucket, what do you think?
Does the water thank the hole for the thrill, profusely?

Who was it that was made better by their presence
—come fully alive—like a vacant gem, profusely,

when their light passed right through her middle?
It’s Selma who thanks them for their light, profusely!

Copyright ©️ selmamartin 2025


To view my intended featured image to go with the poem, please go to the MET, here:
https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/755524
(could not download, and I had my mind set on these Hollyhocks in the Sunshine for
this post).

A Note:

After my son, his wife, and newborn daughter departed from my home to return to theirs, I felt
as lovely and polished as those Hollyhocks in the Sunshine. They Profusely Polished My Provenance.

Title: Hollyhocks in the Sunshine
Artist: Laura Coombs Hills (American, 1859–1952)
Date: 1920s
Geography: Made in the United States
Culture: American
Medium: Pastel on paperboard

Dimensions: 21 in. × 14 3/4 in. (53.3 × 37.5 cm)
Mat: 28 × 22 in. (71.1 × 55.9 cm)
Frame: 30 1/2 × 24 1/2 × 1 1/8 in. (77.5 × 62.2 × 2.9 cm)

Credit Line: Friends of the American Wing Fund, 2017
Object Number: 2017.244

Hollyhocks in the Sunshine

Laura Coombs Hills American
1920s

 On view at The Met Fifth Avenue in Gallery 773

A native of Newburyport, Massachusetts, Hills began her career as an acclaimed painter
of miniature portraits on ivory. After 1920, and likely due to failing eyesight, she
shifted to floral still lifes, primarily produced with handmade pastel sticks she
purchased in France. She was celebrated for the fresh, modernist aesthetic she brought
to a subject traditionally associated with women artists. In this work, Hills employed
a vertical composition to emphasize the length of the hollyhock stems against verdant
foliage and blue sky. A rare example by Hills of flowers painted en plein air
(outdoors) rather than an indoor tabletop setting, “Hollyhocks in the Sunshine”
demonstrates her mastery of the pastel medium with its accomplished rendering of
brilliant sunlight flickering across the pink blooms.

THANKS FOR READING.

Selma Martin
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This Post Has 23 Comments

  1. writerravenclaw

    Beautiful poems, I’ve not heard of this type of poem before but they are written so well.

    1. Selma Martin

      Goodness. There are so many to choose from. I have a hard time keeping things in check. I’ve written one or two before. They’re fun. You must try this one Diana. You’re such a good wordsmith. You’ll do great. I want to read it. LMK. 😜

  2. Violet Lentz

    Lovely verse, and an amazing choice as your artistic accompaniment. I love hollyhocks, and for me they are a distant memory as we don’t have them in Alaska. Very enjoyable post.

    1. Selma Martin

      Yeah, the Hollyhocks. Most splendid.

      Alaska—oh my! But they have other things we don’t see every day/night. Wow. Is it coming on Spring there now? Do you get many hours of sunshine now? Take care. Blessings to you from Japan. 🤗

      1. Violet Lentz

        We are surrounded by beauty, just not a whole lot of flowers one became used to in the lower 48. peonies are big here. We are up to about 8 hours of daylight now, and the temps this whole week are expected to be above zero, so look for us running around in our cut offs and crocks! hehehe

  3. ben Alexander

    Wowzers, Selma! I feel like this flows so naturally, with each couplet building on the last. The repetition of “profusely” gives it such a rhythmic, almost hypnotic quality.

    Much love,
    David

  4. rajkkhoja

    Lovely poem written you.

  5. crazy4yarn2

    Beautiful, Selma! You certainly nailed the ghazal!

    1. Selma Martin

      Glad about what you say. Blessings.

      You stay far from Toilet walls please. 😂

    1. Selma Martin

      Well, I’m sure you can do it even better. Keep going. 🤗

      1. Sadje

        You’re most welcome

  6. byngnigel

    This is so well done, Selma.. loving the rhythm and repetition. You made it look easy. I’m still trying to wrap my head around it.

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