Brian Strand Poet Verse

Song of a Sonneteer

so long 
           ago
among
        the lilies
of
an antique land-
smiling
         still
with love
             to show

that fairest
            image
golden now
made
      of truths
upright
as a pine
&
   finely used
still
     stands

such
    willing eyes
&
     closed lips
so
    lately dismayed
by the
        weary
              chase
marked
     by
         shame
   
so beats
          the heart
with a
         momentary breath
well-contented
with
    the measure
             of the year

that 
which is
      of true mind
a delight
     to call upon
where
     mere
        flesh
is
  just
        a
           thought

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Sandra Adams July 12, 2019 at 9:30 AM This is gorgeous, the images it brought to me were vivid...i saw a woman aging, but a love still there between the two...i love poetry that can make people see things differently :) Brian Strand July 12, 2019 at 10:18 AM Bless you Sandra for your kind words

Heidi Sands July 10, 2019 at 10:57 AM Very nice poem Brian. Interesting. I first thought of my Lilies blooming here, when I read the beginning, then the poem just took me away :) Brian Strand July 10, 2019 at 12:04 PM Bless you Heidi,always an encourager

Line Gauthier July 10, 2019 at 6:00 AM Lovely poem, Brian. I love this form that requires no punctuation. I call it ribbon poetry for lack of a better term. Do you have a name for it? Line Gauthier July 10, 2019 at 10:37 AM Yes, 'organic' is a perfect description. The 'ribbon' poetry as I envision it is more 1 word per line with no particular emphasis on spacing - so in that sense, very different... maybe worlds apart. The spacings in the organic form certainly add a lot to make the poem dynamic. Brian Strand July 10, 2019 at 9:01 AM Hilda's definition reads'The poem of organic form molds its phrasing and spacing to conform to the pressures of the poetic content.”.I only came across her poetry in the past year thus giving my take a 'name' Line ,which was nice. Brian Strand July 10, 2019 at 7:35 AM Hilda Morley(of US),the most renown poet thereof (circa70's onwards)labels it 'organic' ie the poem words 'lives' as it decides ' placement on the page' consistent with being read and hence as you note the punctuation therof.I first wrote in this style in 2010 and called it 'open form'.The beauty of the form is the interpretation can vary reader to reader and perhaps from day to day if re-read .Thus to an extent the poem itself can be said to live.Thanks Line for your encouragement.