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This poem uses a NEW FORM I developed called Criss-Cross Pivot
19 July 2026
for the THROUGH AESTHETICA Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud 

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Hammock of Wind

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. hands seek the branches                       eyes search the sky
.                fingers grasp bark               doubts asking why
.                 waiting for certainty       my spirit wants to fly
.                                 HAMMOCK OF WIND
.                 knows my measure        rocks me gently
.                     no ends to tie                   nothing to let go
.                 the wily wind                             holds on to me
.          I'm free, falling                                       my chute holds

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Kim Rodrigues July 25, 2026 at 5:02 AM A beauty, especially with song…this crisscross form is tightly bound to music! It is a quiet meditation! Congrats! …loved : nothing to let go…it felt so freeing! John Anderson July 25, 2026 at 9:49 AM Thanks very much for the placement - It's a bit odd ball but that's the way it is. Cheers

Dorothy Gibbons July 18, 2026 at 1:57 PM John love this lyrics, picture,the shape and your right music brings it alive. Gorgeous inspiring for sure. I keep listening to my" shoot the Moon " you taught me well forever grateful ~ hugs John Anderson July 18, 2026 at 2:23 PM Thanks very much Dorothy. So glad you liked it. Keep 'dem saxophone riffs and rolls a'churning - way to go! Over the moon!