Paint Chip Octave No. 3

Well, I’m late again this week. Thursday came filled with things to do and writing this prompt ended up not being one of them. We are in week three of five weeks of related prompts. The challenge for each week is to write the next octave stanza in a five stanza poem.

For the definition of octave and the full prompt, see this post from two weeks ago.

The Challenge

The challenge this week is to write the third octave of your poem. The five paint chip words and phrases you have to work with are grizzly, olive branch, ghost, Santa Claus, and spirit rock. Once again, I would like you to use at least two of these in your octave. You can use the same rhyme scheme as last two weeks, or mix it up. But this week’s stanza should be a continuation of what you started two weeks ago. If you were unable to participate the last two weeks, you can just write a stand-alone octave this week or visit the other two prompts and write three octaves this week.

My Poem

In my continuing saga about my teddy bear Calvin, I am delighted to be able to use the word grizzly. You’ll have to read on to see what other word or words I used from among this week’s paint chips.

I have a distant cousin who is a grizzly bear
He spends his days roaming Yellowstone National Park
Unlike me, you see, he lacks a certain flair
For making friends, which is my hallmark
I'll bet I could even befriend a funny ghost
Extending to him an olive branch of peace
Truly, truly I don't mean to boast
It's because I allow Jesus in me to increase

Your Turn

Now it’s your turn. If you participated the last two weeks, bring us octave stanza number three of your continuing saga. If you weren’t able to join in last week, you can start fresh with this week’s paint chip words and phrases. Whatever you decide to write, share it in the comments or post it on your website or blog and drop a link in the comments. Make sure you check out the other linked poems.

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


5 Responses

  1. I like the boasting in Jesus at the end.

    This is a continuation of “Unknown Sin” from last week using spirit rock, ghost, grizzly and olive branch.

    The afterglow is pleasant, but the night
    that follows buries me with guilty stress.
    A spirit rock lacks any means to bless.
    It offers stuff a ghost might hint brings light.
    I want what’s moral, truly moral, right.
    No grizzly olive branch can clean this mess.
    It’s dark. I’ve lost my way so I confess,
    again, and may this time my way stay bright.

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