Impulse impulse impulses
That seven metric beating
Sets forth the measure even
Sooth hear heart beat you see ah
Seven beats the CPU,
Seven for the storage true,
Seven for the network's flight,
Seven keeps the fleet in sight.
Sir acknowledged Admin 'o
Fleet of e'ver Sea O War!
Weaponry worth knowing see,
Logic knowledge a must, now
Torp an enemy with blow
Seven matrix and row - four
Scatters over, under Sea,
penetrate their iron bow.
"The summit cannot be seen",
what possibly can this mean?
There's always a certain goal;
vivid visions all should see
mere high bows to certainty.
Climbing for a brighter day,
will we likely lose our way?
This summit seems but a dream;
insights hit a sudden stop
finally finding the top.
Together hearts beat as one,
getting closer to the sun.
Truth in the heart, our best guide;
freed from fears of "I" and "mine",
ego takes a steep decline.
Blinded by sheer willfulness,
longings towards consciousness.
We will cling to what is dear;
our soaring spirit shall speak,
when we stagger up this peak.
Emerging through clouds on high,
new vistas to mount nearby.
Victory's a fleeting flame;
inner thoughts fade in thin air,
as one arrives, nothing's there.
25 lines rhyme 130 words
catalectic iambic tetrameter
Zen koan, Moshan monk phrase
"The summit cannot be seen"
from the Hidden Lamp book
There’s no reason for this change
Make us move our clocks all forward
Always leaves me feeling strange
Maybe better if we ignored
Daylight Saving’s overblown
Not like it is farming season
Why can’t they leave time alone
There’s no reason
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A Leigh Hunt Rondeau: (Da)babcdcD using trochaic tetrameter and catalectic feet (missing the final metrical foot), so 7:8:7:8:7:8:7:4
Many people sweat the time change - I can't really say it bothers me much, but seems an anachronism of times past...
Today his birthday;
expected to
be too glad, they'd say
lived tough time through.
But, why he looks sad?
What's the reason?
Ah! boys made him mad
as they're teasing?
The thought he can't act
as others do
makes him sad, it's fact;
they also knew.
He feels helplessness
needs benevolence.
~X~X~X~
Skeeter Sonnet is a Gadget Sonnet form created by
Barry Hopkins, writing on Allpoetry as Black_Narcissus,
and given the name Skeeter Sonnet by Lawrencealot.
It is a quatrazain.
It is metrical consisting two metric feet a dactyl
(a metrical foot consisting of one stressed syllable
followed by two unstressed syllables or one long syllable
followed by two short syllables) and followed by a trochee
(a foot consisting of one long or stressed syllable followed
by one short or unstressed syllable)
All even lines except the last, are catalectic
[lacking one syllable in the last foot].
It is rhymed like Shakespearean Sonnet
Rhyme pattern: ababcdcdefefgg
Pasted from http://poetscollective.org/everysonnet/skeeter-sonnet/
Thanks to Mr Lawrence Eberhart for the resource at Poets COLLECTIVE Site.
'Theatre Of The Absurd'
Catoptric Corridors of Time
Oh how the wounded waverly wander away from their hermitic heart
Only to meticulously maunder thru cumulous clouds that diffuse apart
The deflections of deceptions that build worshipful walls
Seen in Mirrors of errors displaying fathomable fetal falls
The soliciting silences succumbing to their cognitive cocoon
Inducing illusions forthcoming mirage’s of the monolithic moon
Dimensional decoding within the resurgent rhythmical rhyme
Catalectic exploding compositions in the Catoptric Corridors of Time.
02.03.2017
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