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Put Away Those Foolish Thoughts
Put away those foolish thoughts, and hide from sight your vain ideals! Instead, seek what the world enjoys: love what beseems a proper role, or find yourself a friendless fool. Survive! Just learn to subliminate; one must pretend, or play-act, … Continue reading
Posted in Planes
Tagged conformance, expectations, friendship, illusions, society, thoughts
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Morning Dogs: choka
The scrabble of claws across the linoleum: waking with the dogs. At the first hint of morning, they are ready to go. Forget your sleeping. The moment your body stirs, their insistence starts. Outside, outside! they clamor, until you do … Continue reading
Posted in Lines
Tagged children, choka, daily poems, dogs, domesticity, Japanese verse forms, morning, poetic forms
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Lines from Our Epitaph: chant royal
’Tis morning, for the cock at dawn has crowed; and in the bustle of the waking day each wipes away the sleep and takes their load from where it slept – and moves along their way. Some burdens may seem … Continue reading
Posted in Lines
Tagged #BookofForms, chant royal, daily poems, French verse forms, futility, hope, passion, poetic forms, regret
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The Wild Wonder: chant
I am the soft and silent spring that well-oiled, whispers while it winds; I am the scent of somber smoke that wisps its wild way through the wood; I am the gentle grasp of green that in the spring succors … Continue reading
Posted in Lines
Tagged #BookofForms, chant, daily poems, nature, poetic forms, wildness, wonder
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The Book of Forms (revisited, Round 3)
If wondering I’m again creating daily poems using each poetry forms from #LewisTurco’s #BookofForms, 3rd Edition. Currently in the C’s. © 2017 – 2025, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.
Round Again: chanso
And so around again: the how, the where, the when; could be and might have been; the raven or the wren. The sword versus the pen: in battles now and then it’s hard to tell who wins; the line is … Continue reading
Posted in Lines
Tagged #BookofForms, chanso, cycles, daily poems, energy, French verse forms, futility, infinity, patterns, poetic forms, recycling, reincarnation
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