Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Onward as the Tide Rolls [Rondeau Redouble]
[To be read as though a dramatic monologue] Onward as the tide rolls out; upward with the wind’s gale. Shall not the bells ring at the chosen hour? Hear its sound? The trails are barren, the wayfarers seem to be in curtail. And when the bell chimes, we will not cower! Nor surround! The countenance...
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Monday, September 7, 2009
The Four Portals
Canto I: From Your Eyes From the time I was with you I knew you Were a system of paradoxes, but my approach To there’s something wonderful around the next Bend seemed to harmonize our sojourn together. You were anxious when impediments got a little Out of control and a sudden stubborn streak that...
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Sunday, September 6, 2009
Capt’n Dan A. McMahn
Notation: Palindrome: read top to bottom, then bottom to top. Read each verse right to left and then left to right! Each verse is set up according to the following: line 1– alliteration, poetic license, hyphenated ferryboat-man; line 2– free verse; line 3– incantation; line 4– hyperbole; line 5–...
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Saturday, September 5, 2009
A Sitting Room
As I sit in this haughty room surrounded by four walls I wonder what confines me so. There is a door that swings both ways and a window that opens and closes. When they are both opened I am pulled in two directions. When they are closed I have no direction. As I sit in this room I look out and see...
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Friday, September 4, 2009
At Twilight
I see the moon and stars like everyone else but I don’t always see their beauty, so comfortably nestled in an ebony sky. Some nights, dark ones, when I am alone in my fears, [they are menacing those fears that are never realized], I can’t see a cold orb or a twinkling light; yet, the moon’s aglow...
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Thursday, September 3, 2009
Cherokee Rose
If I saved your life, Amen! Truly, wouldn't you save mine? Not Mr. Andrew Jackson, a president, ago, in time; he rebuked the 500 Cherokee allies at the battle of Horseshoe Bend then in pure mercilessness and brutality of the pen authorized their end in an Indian Removal Act of 1830, such an ironic...
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Wednesday, September 2, 2009
A COPPER URN
When I looked into the urn of my lifetime I realized I had filled it with street mime. I tipped the urn to pour its spoils only to discover its contents sated with foils. There I stood embolden, with my copper urn. Attempting to discover what I could learn. My past had seeped beyond reach,...
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Cataclysmic; As I Presumed!
Mirror, In reflection, I see myself Desiring you even though Shattered!
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Monday, August 31, 2009
Today Is A Very Special Day For This Mystery Blogger!
One year ago today chuck_ibrahim began writing! He writes wonderful, rhyming couplets, although a tercet will come along from time to time! I think this is Chuck's first great milestone in his writing career and I wanted to share that with everyone on Blogit! Please stop in and congratulate him and...
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Sunday, August 30, 2009
Can You Touch It?
I am the fog horn of years gone by ~~ you know the drone, signaling the shoal and irritatingly droll. So droll, indeed! I am the Fresnel light of the present ~~ for in me lies the truth and the way, nothing concealed in harbored[ ness ]! Even I scoff at the likelihood of being in a loch [it’s still...
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