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Write a poem, and behold!
Svelte art book slides off the top shelf.
"What about me," she cries?
"Color blind?"
 

We are always so close  to the shadows, yet so unaware. We pick wild flowers in fields of snakes, rush to Summer water with fanatical needs  to be re-anointed, and all the while surrounded by unseen beasts. Love pulls us there too, its perils are also real, include all of the above, but we still di...

indar wrote: ↑

Wed Jul 31, 2019 9:26 am

Even a slight breeze
can make an old cottonwood
flutter and glitter.

A power house of meaning in twelve words.

As a poetry newbie this Decathlon challenge been and continues to be a fun exercise.  I'm being exposed to forms and structures I didn't know existed.  An interesting mental challenge, and I think it sometimes sparks some creativity.  Thanks, Tracy.   Here a couple of Triolets.  As my friend Dave o...

"Triolet" Mullein guillotined in the Hay Field I objected to the appellation, common, even more that being called a noxious weed. No one said that of my cousin, cotton. I objected to the appellation, common. I prayed that those nasty words would soften. I lie here, edible decongestant, and I bleed. ...

"Acrostic'

Never The Same
Surely the tide advances
Usurps the stillness of the bay
Revives the brackish waters
Places gifts over the mud flats
Reels in the languishing sea weeds
Invites the gulls to feast
Sing their gullet songs
Erase the quiet at ebb tide

"Double Etheree" On The Gaspe Peninsular land of my  ancestors by the river baptized st laurent far fields of golden waves chest high in fierce august sun i walk a rutted cartwheel path lost in an aimless contemplation of blue waters and blue sky in a breeze a gate left open to a yellow sea invites ...

Cinquain

I Wonder
Again
She touches him
He wakes out of the dream
Wordless, she hovers, eyes glowing
Rapture
 

"Acrostic"

Never The Same

Surely the tide advances
Usurps the stillness of the bay
Revives the brackish waters
Places gifts over the mud flats
Reels in the languishing weeds
Invites the gulls to feast
Sing their gullet songs
Erase the quiet at ebb tide

Let It Be Spoken Post to this thread audio readings of your own poems!   Let us hear what you sound like!! We’re dying to hear you, and you know you want to. MP3, links to SoundCloud, youtube, or whatever other platform – embed it, link it, whatever – this is an audio thread, but it would be cool i...