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The Undertone: terza rima
Underneath the skin, a single notion supports how life unfolds from start to end. Beneath the bustle of the world’s commotion, it floats in just a whisper on the wind. In quiet moments, it can be detected, first here, then … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, music, overtone, poetic forms, relief, silence, sonnet, sound, terza rima
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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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Out Back: an observation
The short grass under the spreading live oak is mostly dead – a dappled green stretch of dirt that seems to soak up the shadows cast from the tree limbs just starting to burst with new growth this spring. In … Continue reading
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Tagged backyard, birds, garden, miscellaneous, NaPoWriMo, sight, sound
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A simple turn of phrase
While would-be existentialists consume their lives with endless lists of what-might-just-as-well-have-beens from birth through death and in between, I will continue, more or less, in both malaise and happiness to seek, to find, to stand amazed when hearing what songs … Continue reading
There are no words
There are no words to capture this exquisite moment of pure bliss between the grasp and letting go between the thought and need to know There are no words that can express the soft caressing tenderness of just a second’s … Continue reading
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Tagged bliss, expression, living, peace, presence, sound, tenderness, words
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