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April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #23

Happy Saturday! I hope you had a wonderful day. Today I am going to try a short like three line poem called the Than-Bauk. It often expresses a witty saying or epigram (Epigrams are also associated with humor or a memorable statement. Early epigrams were used by the Greek in memory of a deceased loved one.)

The Than-Bauk is a three line “climbing rhyme” poem of Burmese origin. Each line has four syllables . The rhyme is on the fourth syllable of the first line, the third syllable of the second line, and the second syllable of the third line.

In Memory of the Sun

At dusk the sun’s
waning runs red
soon comes the night.

kat ~ 23 April 2016


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #22

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It’s Friday and raining, but a lovely day. I had a course of study that I needed to complete. Done and done. So on to today’s poetry form the Etheree. This poetry form consists of 10 lines of 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10 syllables. It can also be reversed, 10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 or written as a double, 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-10-9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1 or a triple, etc. on to infinity. And that’s all there is to it! 🙂

Here’s my take on the Etheree and the rain…J

Rain,
cleansing,
refreshing,
life sustaining,
pitter pattering
heavy droplets descend
forming tiny dust craters,
infusing the parched earth below
the surface of barren fields with seed
soon to burst into verdant waves of green.

kat ~ 22 April 2016


A Lifetime of Goodbyes

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My twins, Jennifer and Mindy. ❤

This poem is dedicated to my twin daughters who share a birthday today. I will never forget the 24+ hours of labor, their premature birth, where I was, how I felt. And I shall cherish every moment that time has given me with them since. There have been many little goodbyes…that moment they took their first breath, when they hopped happily onto the bus without looking back on their first day of school, when they learned to drive, and when they moved out to start a life of their own. A mother’s heart never forgets those moments.

The moment of that first goodbye
a mother’s heart never forgets
her heart remembers where and when
she heard her newborn baby’s cry
the first goodbye of many yet
a mother’s heart with each year grows
for mothers know that in the end
goodbyes are temporary woes.  

kat ~ 21 April 2016

For Jane Dougherty Writes Poetry Challenge…this week the San San. The repeating terms I chose are Mother, Goodbye and Heart. (See a description of the San San below.)

The san san has some things in common with the tritina, including repetition and rhyme. In particular, the san san repeats, three times, each of three terms or images. The eight lines rhyme in the pattern a-b-c-a-b-d-c-d.

 

 

 


What’s Your Pin?

  

Sewing Pins, ID PINs…
What do they have in common?
I don’t know…I’m stuck!

I use the same PIN
Then it’s only one number
For me to forget!

~kat – 18 April 2016

A few Haiku for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge. The prompt is Pin. Read other Haiku HERE


April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day # 18

Today’s form come to us from Andrea Dietrich, who created the HexSonetta, a variation of the sonnet that blends elements of Italian and English traditional sonnet forms. Rather than the familiar iambic pentameter, ten syllable/five foot form, the HexSonetta is a trimeter employing an iambic rhythm using only six syllables/three feet. The “hex” stands for the syllable count of each line…six. Like a sonnet it has 14 lines divided into two stanzas. Additionally, there is a final couplet at the end, intended as a summary. Or you may even use the couplet for a “twist” from the theme.

Here are the rules of a HexSonetta:

Meter: Trimeter
Rhyme Scheme: a/b/b/a/a/b  c/d/d/c/c/d  e/e

Here is my take on the HexSonetta:

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Muse

She hovers in the mist
at dawn, to whisper her
sweet nothings in my ear
oh, I cannot resist
our secret morning trysts
her voice is bliss to hear.

And in our reverie
she fills my hollow head
with lovely words she’s read
on waves of tranquil seas,
the leaves of ancient trees
and tears of sorrow shed.

No poet can refuse
to entertain a Muse!

~ kat ~ 18 April 2016