Written 18 July 2026
Placed Sixth in Pattern Poetry Contest of Sara Kendrick
Syllable Count checked on howmanysyllables.com>syllable_counter
A whisper of the falling rains Scripts a pattern etched on the panes; The ocean's tidal ebb and flow Carve a design that ever glow. The gentle sway of summer grass, As fleeting winds serenely pass, Slices shapes with a silken art, A tiny, intricate, true heart. The stars above, in silent flight, Are set in patterns of the night, The constellations, old and grand, A story told across the land. The pulsing beat within our chest, A steady pattern put to test, The breath we draw, the air we share, A silent promise in the air. So let`s learn patterns from nature To carve diverse shapes and structure; In every moment, small or great, We find our truth, we seal our fate.
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