Trust is broken
Sunshine days form golden hues
Begin new season
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This is a Collom lune, a triplet poem with lines of 3, 5, 3 words.
poem- Walking the plank on a sinking ship September 26, 2022
Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
I hear the wedding march.
Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
This isn’t going to go well.
Step. Pause.
Step. Pause.
Step. Splash.
Nope.
Not well at all.
Blub.
Blub.
Blub.
poem-autumn September 25, 2022
A Kelly lune:
.
Leaves falling:
summer’s glorious
departure
.
A Kelly lune is a triplet poem with syllable count of 3, 5, 3.
poem- sovereign treochair September 23, 2022
Majesty
Such service you have given
Commonwealth family.
Those corgis
Standing as the hearse went by
Gave for love’s sake, happily.
Gratefully
Crowds gather to say farewell
Long service in sovereignty.
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A treochair is an Irish poetry form. Triplet stanzas have an A, B, A rhyme scheme and 3, 7, 7 syllable count.
Poem-perfect picks September 22, 2022
Another tautogram poem, this time on the letter P.
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Penelope phones Philip.
Pals?
Probably? Possibly?
Philip’s philosophisizes prior panegyric’s painful.
Penelope ponders Philip’s preachy palaver,
Parsing phrases, puzzling prosody:
Pasty poetry.
Pall permeates.
Penelope’s perky, pretty, popular.
Point: Penelope’s perversely pitiful picking Philip! Plough politeness Penelope! Possess proper prize!
Princely prospects prove perfect!
Pitch Philip! Pick pyrotechnics!
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A tautogram (Greek: taut-same, gram-letter) is a poem in which every word starts with the same letter. Unlike alliteration, the words do not have to sound the same.
poem-spooky September 21, 2022
A spooky tautogram:
She saw something.
Some small, slithering something
Sang soft serenades.
Surrounding sounds: snuffling, snorting.
Someone slides stealthily.
Shhh!
She’s somewhere spooky,
Sometimes scary:
Samhain.
A tautogram (Greek: taut=same, gram=letter) is a poem where all the words begin with the same letter, though not necessarily the same sound. They should be both grammatical and sensical.
poem- What wind brings September 20, 2022
What wind brings
Don’t wrap this silence in your memory
Gather the fallen
leaves
Your departure: a beginning.
Going means coming to understand
Summer wildfires
Sometimes ashes fall
Sometimes rains wash everything
away
Sometimes snow rises to the eaves
Don’t wrap this silence in your memory.
There’s something new on the breeze.
poem-split September 18, 2022
Broken heart,
How has this child crushed hope,
Torn relationship apart?
You’re a ghost.
They don’t give a damn these days;
Occasional text at most.
Maybe time
will heal whatever lies here,
Give grace, pass this pantomime.
This is a treochair poem. The triplet stanzas have an ABA rhyme scheme, a 3, 7, 7 syllable count, and alliteration.
poem-less anxious September 16, 2022
Dark dusky sky
Gulls cry
Gliding by, wings wiping at air
Diving down to thieve
Thoughts of tomorrow
Wasting no worries
On what might not be.
Shawn L. Bird 
poem- entitlement September 17, 2022
Tags: Commentary, complaining, entitlement, poem, poetry, whiners, Writers
Listen to the shouting,
as if increased volume
was proof of rightness.
Oh, the indignation!
when thinking’s challenged!
Everyone and everything
set to deliberately hold
them back! Poor things.
Their whole lives they
have had it all for the asking.
Expectation is dangerous.
What a shock to face
the reality that the words
they write and the stories
they tell aren’t as brilliant
or ground-breaking as they
imagine. How hard to face
their incredible mediocrity.
Their frustrated ranting just
reveals the content of their
character is also
wanting.
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