Envy and bitterness
leaching through messages
Attacking success,
perseverence, achievement.
Pick them apart.
Minimize them to maximize you?
Hey dude,
Are you compensating?
Facing ‘if such unremarkable folk
can do it,
why can’t you?’
Is wondering why they’ve won
making you feel useless?
Um.
Maybe the difference is
they quit making excuses
and just got it done?
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Puppy love’s
young life’s
sweet dream.
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A Wordy thirty poem. 6 five letter words.
Let’s write a poem.
Let’s open up and spill our guts.
Let’s write a poem.
Let’s grab the words, create a tome.
Let’s reveal all of what is what.
Let’s stitch together all the cuts.
Let’s write a poem.
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This is a RONDELET. The poem form has 7 lines. The refrain on lines 1, 3, and 7 is 4 syllables; the rest of the lines are 8 syllables. Rhyme scheme is ABAaBBA (where ‘a’ rhymes with the refrain).
The weather’s turned and now it’s fall
We’re buying school things at the mall
Weather reports show storms and squalls
And that is all. And that is all.
The summer stories have been told
The hills transformed are oh so bold
The trees have turned to red and gold.
The year is old. The year is old.
Too soon we’ll see blankets of snow.
The temperatures will drop quite low.
We’ll need a fire to thaw our toes.
So a year goes. So a year goes.
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This is a MONOTETRA poem. (1-4. mono= one for the rhyme, tetra=for the four lines)
8 syllable quatrains (iambic tetrameter) in AAAA rhyme scheme, with the fourth line in each stanza repeating 4 syllables.
Yesterday
Leaping into leaves.
Today: snow
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This is a Kelly lune, a triplet poem with syllable count 3,5,3.
A poem for Truth and Reconciliation Day.
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Broken generations,
We hear yesterday’s lost children weeping,
Embrace today’s children,
Reach to tomorrow’s children
With our torn hearts.
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I gratefully acknowledge that I live and work in the unceded, traditional territory of the Secwepemc people.
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.
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.
A Kelly lune:
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Leaves falling:
summer’s glorious
departure
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A Kelly lune is a triplet poem with syllable count of 3, 5, 3.
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.
Shawn L. Bird 