A Donsy of Gnomes

I spy a donsý troop in twilight’s glow (A)
Their tiny hats ablaze in crimson light; (B)
They pace in rows where moonlit mosses grow, (A)
Their whispered vows dissolve into the night. (B)

A gnome detective, pipe and monocle, (C)
Records each step—precise in measured beat; (D)
He tracks their quest for graves of garden scroll, (C)
Where secrets sleep beneath the summer heat. (D)

Behind him, sisters plot a secret song, (E)
Their voices threading breezes soft and sweet; (F)
They gather stones to build a chair so strong, (E)
That kings of earth might envy tiny seat. (F)

At last they halt before the ancient tree, (G)
Their pilgrimage completed ’neath its dome; (H)
They raise a toast in silent reverie, (G)
Then fade away—a donsý folded home. (H)
A Donsy of Gnomes
Photo credit: Victoria Baker
Donnybrook Visitor Centre

W3 Prompt #170: A donsy of gnomes
Take a closer look at the photo of this whimsical crowd of garden gnomes (click the image to view full size).

Photo credit: Victoria Baker
Donnybrook Visitor Centre
Your challenge: Write a poem of 20 lines or fewer that imagines what is happening in the scene.

A helpful word
“Donsy” means a gathering or group, especially of small beings—like gnomes!

You must use the word “donsy” somewhere in your poem.

As for the story…
Are the gnomes lining up for a beard competition?
Waiting for a concert by Simon and Gnomefunkel, Bad Gnomance, or Gnomes and Roses?
Queuing for the latest must-have garden accessory?
Or something even stranger?
Choose any perspective…
One of the gnomes
An onlooker or homeowner
A goldfish in a pond
A detective investigating
A spouse wondering where their partner has gone
Important rules
Your poem must be in a traditional poetic form—no free verse!
That means use some kind of structure: rhyme, meter, stanza pattern, etc.
Keep it to 20 lines or fewer.
Include the word “donsy.”
Let tradition, imagination, and gnomey mischief guide you!


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8 responses to “A Donsy of Gnomes”

  1. murisopsis Avatar

    Jaideep, this is a lovely interpretation of the picture! And the conclusion is perfection!

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  2. Ren Avatar

    i loved your poem– and how you lettered your lines to ensure you kept on-track with the rhyming (i do use this same method when rhyming in poetry). smiles, ren

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  3. poetisatinta Avatar

    Beautifully told 🙌

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  4. D. Avery @shiftnshake Avatar

    A tale well told; the poetic form works perfectly here. The last line wraps it up neatly and contains the magic.

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  5. Bob Lynn Avatar

    What lovely, atmospheric imagery Jaideep! The twilight setting and whispered ceremonies create such an enchanting scene. I particularly enjoyed the gnome detective with his pipe and monocle – there’s something delightfully quirky about blending mystery with garden folklore. Beautifully crafted verses.

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  6. Stonehead Avatar

    You’ve made choosing a Poet of the Week difficult. I had one clear candidate and now I have another. The poem is an excellent example of how to combine form, tone and imagery together in such a way that it feels like it has always existed and was simply waiting to be heard. I’ve read it aloud half a dozen times because it sounds and feels so right.

    It’s a formal poem that wears its structure lightly, letting the rhyme scheme support rather than constrain the narrative. There’s a grandeur to it—a twilight pilgrimage, part ritual, part memory—but it’s a quiet one. Each quatrain knows its task and does it to perfection. The first sets the tone, the second gives us the detective (the monocle is an excellent touch that tells us much), the third provides song-weavers and their impossible chair, and the fourth delivers the closing magic.

    The final line, Then fade away—a donsý folded home, tightens the whole poem with a vivid, single gesture: the donsy not dispersed but folded, as if a handkerchief drawn back into a pocket or a fold of time reclaimed. It’s a different choice from D’s open ending but just as right.

    I thought this was a lyrical, beautifully strange, and deeply satisfying poem. Outstanding.

    Dennis

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  7. ben Alexander Avatar

    Jaideep, this is such a finely crafted piece—feels like a tale plucked from a gnome folklore anthology. That final line, “a donsý folded home,” has such quiet magic to it.

    ~David

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  8. ben Alexander Avatar

    hi, Jaideep 😍

    Just wanna let you know that the new W3, hosted by our beloved D. Avery, is now live:

    https://skepticskaddish.com/2025/08/06/w3-prompt-171-weave-written-weekly/

    Enjoy❣️

    Much love,David

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