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April Poetry Month-A Word a Day #10

Happy Sunday and Happy 10th day of Poetry Month. Today’s poetry form is a perfect blend of left and right brain…the poem itself, a blend of elements, seasons, earth and sky. It is the perfect poetic storm…at least in my own mind! And you will recognize an old friend, my fairy tree lady.

Because she was so near an oak tree when I first noticed her, I assumed that she was an oak sapling. But this spring I discovered she is, in fact, a dogwood tree!

Serendipitous! Don’t you think? What better form could there be, but the Fibonacci…expanding cyclically into infinity! The whole idea of it makes me smile!

A Fibonacci Poem is a 6-line poem that follows the Fibonacci sequence for syllable count per line. It is expandable if you are mathematically inclined…alas, I am not. So I will stick to the basic form. But for those who want to give the expanded version a try, I’ve included the equation sequence to give you a start! The standard version syllable sequence is 1-1-2-3-5-8. The expanded version is calculated as such:
0+1=1
1+1=2
1+2=3
2+3=5
3+5=8
5+8=13
8+13=21
13+21=34
and so on and so forth…to infinity and beyond

Here then is my take:

 

Photo Credit: Kat Myrman 2016


The Dogwood Lady

She
whose
bare limbs
weathered winter,
now adorns herself in
a flowing gown of dogwood blooms.

kat ~ 10 April 2016


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #8

Today’s form is the Triolet. I like this form because it contains a repeating refrain throughout. It gives the piece a romantic flair. The form seems simple enough. A Triolet contains 8 lines, usually written in iambic tetrameter (the common way) – 8 syllables with four metrical feet (or as I like to call them ‘Heartbeats’…da-dum da-dum da-dum dadum).  Or if you’re looking for a challenge, iambic pentameter (the English version) – as it’s name suggests (penta), this version has 10 syllables per line with five metrical feet. The Rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB (with the capital letter lines repeating – or in other words, line one repeats at line 4 and line 7 and line 2 repeats at line 8)

Of course I like a challenge! 🙂 So I tried the British version. Repetition of the lines does make it rather melancholy. Or perhaps it was the topic I chose…Poor old sap fell head over heels only to be turned away.  It’s a quite common scenario you know. Such is the drama of love…:)

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Unrequited

you glowed so like a candle in the night
flashing licks of amber wooing me
like moth to flame is drawn into the light
you glowed so like a candle in the night
I tried to turn away with all my might
as I drew near, you swiftly set me free
you glowed so like a candle in the night
flashing licks of amber wooing me.

kat ~ 8 April 2016

 


Friday’s Word of the Day Haiku – Raconteuse

Happy Friday! Time for another look at dictionary.com’s word of the day. Today we have a French word, raconteuse, the feminine version of raconteur. It’s another one of those lovely older words,that entered the English language in the mid nineteenth century. Both words are rooted in the French word, raconter, which means “to tell”.

I imagine some nineteenth century raconteuse, if she were a time traveler, might have a blog here in the 21st. In times of old, only a handful of people might be delighted and entertained by her stories. Today she could have a global audience!

Here’s the Haiku…

Raconteuse Haiku

Centuries ago
A raconteuse used parchment
Now she’d have a blog.

kat ~ 8 April 2016


Memories/Rain – A Few Cinquain

For Jane Dougherty’s 25th Poetry Challenge…the Cinquain.  <- Click to learn more, read other cinquain poems or enter your own!


memories

photos
faded sepia
glimpses of past moments
sentimental reminiscence
specters


Rain

storm clouds
raging tempests
billowing blustering
then in a flash and a boom gone
rainbows

kat ~ 7 April 2016


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #7

It is Day Seven of Poetry Month! I have chosen the Ottava Rima form for my poem today. An Ottava Rima is an Italian poem that contains of eight lines that rhyme. Each line has eleven syllables and have the rhyme pattern: abababcc.

secret

Maxwell and Winston demonstrating the art of secret telling and keeping. You can trust Winston…he’s not much of a talker. Maxwell on the other hand…not a keeper…of secrets that is! Don’t know what I’d do without that love bug!   🙂

Secret Keeping

A secret to its keeper is a burden.
It’s an obligation true friends take to heart.
The teller of such treasure must be certain
they can trust their confidant to do their part.
For many have been burned by indiscretions
of a rogue who thinks of gossip as an art…
They say, in time the truth will be revealed,
but sooner if your “friend” is prone to squeal!

kat ~ 7 April 2016