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What Now?: Sicilian sonnet
What now? Is there sufficient cause for reaching beyond the edge of darkness? Will we find ourselves subjected to more endless preaching? Are we fit students for any new teaching? And what good any lesson merely bleaching the past of … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, brotherhood, causes, history, memory, poetic forms, sanity, Sicilian sonnet, sonnet
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One Cause Alone: envelope sonnet
One cause alone cannot sustain our reason. Quite surely in one lifetime are enough good reasons to press on; that is the stuff of all our myths and legends, in their season. Besides, one grows and passes out of childhood; … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, causes, envelope sonnet, justification, poetic forms, sonnet, stamina, sustainability
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Causes Worth Fighting: Petrarchan sonnet
We each must choose the causes worth our fighting from a great myriad of pointless quests designed to breed confusion in our breasts and keep the fuse inside us from igniting. The frivolous is made to seem exciting; it titillates … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, belonging, choices, illusion, life, Petrarchan sonnet, poetic forms, sonnet
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The World is Broken: skeltonics
The world is broken; Cassandras have spoken their tales of woe. Let teardrops flow; and as fear grows, watch kindness dry and those who try to counter lies with trust and truth lose friends and youth. As our illusions die, … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, acceptance, doomsday, games, illusion, John Skelton, poetic forms, Skeltonics, tumbling verse, war
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What is Love: sestina
Is love a thing that lasts, or a mere trinket, a toy that fascinates until it bores, a passing fancy, or eternal compact between two souls and never any more, a gift from gods above, or social stricture meant as … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, eternity, French verse forms, illusion, love, perception, poetic forms, sestina, substance
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On the Veranda: serenade
As the evening enters like a dancer from the wings, and we turn our backs on busy days and other things, listen as the dull roar of the world begins to fade in a gentle twilight serenade… A sliver of … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, companionship, love, moonlight, nature, poetic forms, serenade, sharing, twilight
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Win or Lose: Sicilian septet
So often, when it comes to win or lose (or what we each define as either one) the pathways offered that we tend to choose reflect the adage “ends as it’s begun”. Could be the reason why we sing the … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blues, losing, poetic forms, septet, Sicilian verse forms, winning
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