As boy I loved summer for holidays
Notwithstanding its sweltering hot days,
In youth I found it good--
It strips all nearly nude,
Now when I’m old, it matters in no ways.
Today, summer feels like God’s grave mistake,
Perhaps He in heaven had little stake
For hot summer on Earth,
Maybe it was His mirth --
Betwixt two stress-less climes, an Amphibrach!
Nigh undeterred by it, humid and damp,
Summer’s the time to put troubles on ramp
And roll them down to hell,
To deepest of its dale,
Whist haply you hail in a summer camp.
The wise tell me of their view often rolled:
When hot, youth tend to lose morale’s fine gold.
But then, it’s in cold climes
More than at any times
That morale’s lost under warm blanket fold.
Summer solstice nor ever a full moon
That love surrounds O like sound on sand dune,
It is winter solstice
More likely to entice
You leisurely till late night’s reigning noon.
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Limerick |14.07.2024| summer
Poet’s note: Summericks: Limericks on summer
The world’s on edge of a disaster,
As man both deaf and dumb has gone,
Clueless at crest with empty bluster,
The world’s on edge of a disaster,
Helpless, man’s fallen flat, and faster,
Fruits of his sin averse to own,
The world’s on edge of a disaster,
As man both deaf and dumb has gone.
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Reflections |10.07.2023| Triolet, world
Poet’s note: Triolet is a short poem of rhyme and repetition. We can call this a modern English Triolet. It is generally set in iambic foot, and ends with what is often called a masculine ending. Here, the lines rhyming with the first line end with an amphibrach (a feminine ending).
See circusy topic show start through an end
Flamboyances color by number with pen
Utensils swirl-shade as lead subjects decide
Outsparkle in arc-flash or well to subside
Resharpened perceptions concluding attend
Straight forwardly semblance curves back trope betide
Choice obvious reasons sound minded lines time
Due melioration emended pends then
Omega friends alpha preferences blend
Explosively visions seam clown shoes provide
rhythmic structure of a verse
study of metre prosody
patterns of syllables of types
stressed syllables at regular interval
qualitative
long short short dactyl
long long spondee in dead classics
alexandrine twelve syllables in french
five characters in chinese all rules then
people had lot of time to spare
sequence of feet is a metre too
stressed and unstressed like people
five iambic feet are iambic pentameter
paradise lost and sonnets
trochee is stressed unstressed reverse of iamb then
spondee anapest dactyl amphibrach pyrrhic
metric cousins
iamb in two anapest in three common modern english
unrhymed iambic penta is blank verse
bill and milton liked it rhymed pair of lines in
iambic is heroic couplet now for humor
A lim'rick needs to be anapest
or maybe not; for I'll now suggest;
it may talk amphibrach
and thereby walk the walk,
but don't use those iambs or the rest.
amphibrachic verse
It looks like a kiwi
No, kiwis are fuzzy.
Then maybe a lemon?
or lime? I'm obsessed.
Am I getting closer?
Misshapened? an orange?
A colorless photo,
confusing at best.
The white seems so hazy
while black’s overriding
and grays run together,
an image in stress.
The point of this quand’ry -
I’m missing my colors,
the clues that enlighten
my eyes to the quest.
written and posted first here at Poetry Soup - 5 Mar 2015
by Reason A. Poteet
for Giorgio's Black and White Photography contest
This is my first try at using amphibrachic dimeter.
The amphibrach is a metrical foot of three syllables with the stress on the second syllable, or one long syllable between two short syllables, da DUM da
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