Hadron is an untitled poetic form consisting of just twelve words. Brevity is key. It offers two random glimpses at complimentary thoughts.
Warmed in touch
…a Nonet is a nine line poem, with the first line containing nine syllables, the next eight, and so on, until the last line has one syllable. So allow your syllables to FALL and write a brilliantly hued poem in keeping with the spirit of the Autumn Equinox.
A crimson heart leaf fluttering
Floating steadily silent
Through golden rays captured
In arms warmed secure
…A poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create an image.
Always to Stay
Thoughts of you…
Let us never forget
Ice Cream Prose On a Warm Summer Day
Be free this day and ever after too
To melt the sun with ice cream laughter. Find
Them there to share sweet words, so good for blues.
Spill droplets cool in shady patterns kind
For souls who have been there and know same mind.
Sprinkle their lives, mix flavors learned, for they
Won’t go so easily. Wend words… they may.
On A Roll
He made me laugh through our darkest of days,
So many, many hours ended that way.
Let loose! Let loose! With laughter then,
Who knows when we shall laugh again?
Sit here real close, let me tell you once more:
Let loose your laughter! We fell to the floor!
“Loud! A raucous!” They started to say,
But we didn’t care, just laughed anyway!
“Hush up! Hush up!” Not spoken out,
It would not quiet laughter’s shout.
So, stopping well short of that which they brought,
“Hush up” was something they left there in thought.
So much beauty in our bright world
Colors, textures, the sounds are swirled
And though the light’s not always right
Essence remains through day, through night
Unaffected beautifully. Dark drowns, it’s plea
Lost in frothy seas, whirling in so much beauty
There, motionless, its siren rests
Muffled below, in sandy nests
To surface on a rising wave
It crashes and echoes a cave
Then smoothing out, it quiets down, in warming dress
Which did enwrap that lonely peak, there, motionless.
A w a k e n s
This site will have a variety of blogs that I hope will spark a conversation.
My Clipper Race
Essays, photographs, musings, and thoughts from the "TomPound", on Martha's Vineyard.
Living well in the urban village
A Slice of Southern Illinois
books by the sea, about the sea. līdz ausīm jūrā
Wanderings & observations
Life with my Cairn Terrier
.....and nurturing my soul
In love with gardening
Creative Nonfiction by Andrea Badgley
Helping kids find the perfect book
Sharing my journey in and out of the garden
What's the grand scheme?
S. Thomas Summers: Author/Professor of Literature, Writing, and Philosophy
Connecting Authors and Readers
one bedtime read at a time.