..
midnight. the trochees
and the dactyls are
attacking again. truth
is a tercet of song.
she tells it slant,
in staves of six, syn
-tax notwithstanding.
spondee sky is
calling, falling in psalms
of place, skeltonic clouds
catching a {refrain}
of what remains:
nothing left under this
rispetto moon
but the cadence of sylla
-bled breath,
and the echo of her own
measured feet.
..
Day 17 for NaPoWriMo, and we’re asked to use a specialized dictionary.
Guess which kind i used? 😉
This is great! I was thinking of using my “Dictionary of Poetic Forms” as well, but my eyes fell on the “1811 Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue” first. Glad I chose as I did because you covered the poetic terms perfectly!! I love it.
This was gorgeous, I loved the cadence it creates and I especially enjoyed this part :”falling in psalms
of place, skeltonic clouds
catching a {refrain}
of what remains:
nothing left under this
rispetto moon”
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Nicely done, and congrats on being the featured poet!
Spellbinding as always….and I adore the title 🙂
Exciting! The poem leaves me energised, full of expectations. Not a clue what is expected, or why my system refuses to take in the nothing left part.
ha! troping the light fantastic, as it were ~
I absolutely love your magical touch with words — especially how you can divide them over lines. This is stunning!
Well done, featured poet! I’m falling behind! We had grandkids overnight!
De, lovely. i used poetry terms too but not as delightfully. Congrats on being today’s featured poet at NaPoWriMo!
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Do you ever tire?
Yep. Phoned Saturday’s in, a bit. Fraying at the edges. Neglecting friends. And my house is a national disaster. 😉
I meant tired of being fabulous. I understand creativity is a mess;)
Awwww. You’re sweet. I wish I felt fabulous. 😉
“midnight. the trochees” … I love “midnight” as a verb here.
Also later, “again-truth” as noun. This is the kind of truth that has to keep beating itself over your head because you keep understanding it … then walking away … then coming back to it … over and over and over again.