Category: Poetic Forms
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17 June: A Cadralor: An Imperfect Calm
A Cadralor Poem: An Imperfect Calm I.Clouds rush by as if traveling life’s long road, and I’m glad of sapphire sky that’s breathless as runners in their race. II.Your eyes are the quiet darkness of sky, only the sharp glare of midday is strong enough to make me look away. III.Somewhere in a field a…
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14 June: A dVerse Fragment Poem
A fragment poem written around several italic lines from THE SECOND WIFE By Mary Willis ShueyThe Clearance I stifled my tears and went into the farmhouse where shelvedthose many years I saw the bareness of her life Five dressesSame Vogue dress pattern.Different fabric. Cotton. Floral.One plaid.I opened wide the closet where still hungthose dresses. Patched.…
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1 June: A 50-Line Blitz Poem
Yes and X AlwaysAlways soft colours in bloomBloomBloom like a childChildChild of summer-bright desireDesireDesire smiles with secret eyesEyesEyes with flare and fireFireFire that holds a scarlet gazeGazeGaze into a heavy heartHeartHeart that knows what it isIsIs a reminder of joyJoyJoy blooming in a first kissKissKiss me soft and feather-lightLightLight as a June scented moonMoonMoon strong…
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27 May: Quadrille #202
View From Behind Closed Eyes sometimesI close my eyesand pretend that noonis midnight,and that the stars are shiningbecause “Hati-the-Wolf” neverswallowed the moonwhich caused stars to disappear, and becausewhen I close my eyeseverything is darkness,and my memory sees perfectly again. Written for dVerse Poets Poetic form: Quadrille, #202 “Darkness”. Hati the wolf is from The Elder of…
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22 April: NaPoWriMo (a haibun)
It’s lazy-hot for mid-May. A few days before she finishes 6th grade, and she can hear her mother talking, voices slipping in and out of her open bedroom window, “somethingsomethingsometimes she makes my flesh crawl,” so she knows what she’s telling the neighbour. She swings her feet off the bed, she’s wearing white cotton socks…
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10 April: NaPoWriMo – Blitz Poem
Inside a Whisper (a 50-line Blitz Poem) Every journey ends inside my eyesEvery story from me is alive insideInside, I’ve named every treeInside is the depth of one word sentencesSentences long as weeksSentences too full of wordsWords dark as sufferingWords for a tulip without its petalsPetals white as saltPetals red as a pepperPepper will float…
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10 April: A Blitz Poem that’s a 50-Line Chain Verse
I misunderstood the instructions for writing a Blitz Poem, although after seeing an example I understand it (it’s a brain thing), and I thought (&*%^!!), but since it took the better part of the morning to do, I’ll post it anyway … because as it happens, This is a Chain Verse – A descendant of…
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5 April: A Three Stanza Fibonacci Sequence Poem
A Three Stanza Fibonacci Sequence Poem From the Oracle’s Randomly Generated Words Thewind’ssingingwith our skin,storms like you and I,forests from one whispering sky, Moonspraysmooth asdiamonds,together we havethe sea’s language of life and death. YouandI saidsleep stills time.Together we haveforests from one whispering sky, Process notes: The typical fib is a six line, 20 syllable poem…
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19 March: A List Poem for a Sequoia
A List Poem for a Sequoia Bark in vertical plates of old weathered skin. Ravines. Deep as sky. Lungs of cilia breath. Clinging heart of ancient fantasy. Of petrichor scent, airborne as distant and unknown lovers. Of esters and alcohols. Of vanilla and pineapple. Cognac. A woodpecker’s sharp beak. Resin flows. Inspired by the music…
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29 January: Cinquain
Dressed for Sleep These nightsbefore spring comes,these nights dressed in flannelwhite on white like a moon risingalone. A Cinquain (1:2/2:4/3:6/4:8/5:2) for Poetic Bloomings: Five Line Poetry #474. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2024.
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