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The Wind’s Words: roundel
Who can say what words the wind has spoken, when cast out in the night, it has its say? Its speech slips out in whispers, clipped and broken. Who can say what language that it speaks, to curse, or pray; … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, conversation, English verse forms, morning, poetic forms, quiet, roundel, sound, whispers, wind
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The Use of Dreams: rondine
What is the use of dreams devoid of action, that linger on as hopes before they die; and while they last, convince us if we try that in the end we will find satisfaction. Such wistful shadows taunt us to … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, action, dreams, effort, French verse forms, illusion, poetic forms, rondine, substance, success
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The World Remains: rondelet
The world remains, despite our self-indulgent, hateful ways; the world remains through our brief, but continued growing pains, when most would find a reason not to stay. Despite our morbid and destructive play, the world remains. 10 MAY 2017 © … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, destruction, ecology, French verse forms, friendship, ignorance, persistence, poetic forms, rondelet, world
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Such a World: rondel
What sense can you make of such a world where kindness and consideration fail, and ignorance, its angry, hard fist curled, destroys all to build more graveyards and jails? When hatred’s flag has been proudly unfurled, has culture’s last ship … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, consideration, culture, failure, French verse forms, hatred, kindness, perspective, poetic forms, rondel, society
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I Cannot Speak: rondeau
I cannot speak of what I’ve seen: the smell of bleach is on those scenes, and faintly, on each memory’s breath, a subtle scent of loss and death, with hints of joy and hope between. I hear the dripping fat, … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, death, French verse forms, gardens, poetic forms, rebirth, rondeau, silence, speech, spring
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