Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Field of Flowers


Field of Flowers

The field of flowers
catches my eye.
It showcases all its powers.
The field of flowers
delights for hours.
As blooms wave and insects fly,
the field of flowers
catches my eye.

Enjoy the first days of spring. This poem is a triolet.

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Thursday, March 16, 2017

Reality Check


Green shoots on branches
bring thoughts of a new season.
Snow begins to fall.

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Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Sparkle


Sparkle

The sparkle
is enchanting,
crystalline.
Holds the eye
so the foot
steps where
it shouldn't.
Starts a slide
that may only
be stopped
by a fall
hard enough
to crack bone.

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Thursday, March 9, 2017

One Flower


One Flower

One flower begins to open.
The stem is bent but not broken.
Atop, golden segments show.
The bloom is still joined to the ground.
The petals unfurl though they're downed.
Beauty comes round, a bright glow.

This poem is written in a Welsh form called cywydd llosgyrnog.

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Thursday, March 2, 2017

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Camouflage


Camouflage

Branches hang, hiding the rock.
Underbrush grows up.
They make the stone hard to see,
obscured by the leaves.
Joy turns to pain when
those who rush toward the brush
hit a wall instead.

This poem is written in a Spanish form, Seguidilla, which sets parameters for number of lines, line length and rhyme scheme.

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