Kim Rodrigues Poet Ghazal

On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour

The clock at tick-tock - appears a flower
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Green eyes scan the darkest blue; and brown eyes,
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Fuzzy figures all about the dusk-ing
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Brown spots on leaves; and Autumn wrinkled skin,
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

Fateful showers begin with lightning-will.
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour

The poet, wary, very still, shivers
On the Precipice of the Midnight Hour.

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sara Etgen-Baker July 19, 2025 at 4:31 PM Outstanding poem, Kim. You've inspired me to try that form. have a pleasant evening Kim Rodrigues July 19, 2025 at 6:26 PM Great! Have fun with it!

Paige Hind July 19, 2025 at 2:16 PM Amazing work, Kim, truly - I find this form especially difficult to write, you made it seem effortless <3 Kim Rodrigues July 19, 2025 at 2:32 PM I wrote a different ghazal and gave it this title, which humorously caused me to start over with this as the refrain. I erased the other. Thank you!