Waking every day in this place
so full of grace
and purity
such true beauty
I see things in a peaceful way
touching each day
always with love
sent from above
And as I fall asleep at night
my dreams take flight
and in my heart
hope won't depart
_____________
* Thoughts from the Heart *
Form ~ Minute Poetry
The Minute Poem is rhyming verse form consisting of
12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter.
The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of
8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables.
Oh joy of vibrant spring debut
primroses hue
Daffodils glow
Bluebells floor show
Summer shows her glorious blooms
Roses perfumes
Tulips kisses
Sweet pea blisses
Rustic views of autumns delight
Begonia bright
Cornus flaming
Fuchsia charming.
Minute poetry.
8-4-4-4
8-4-4-4
8-4-4-4
17/03/2017.
(Minute poetry)
He shows us that he really cares
He dries our tears
He loves us so
For him love grows
Come to the Lord, give him your heart
From him don't part
He'll guide your life
Help you with strife
Read all the signs and watch the sky
Seek him and see
Jesus is great
Don't wait too late
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
December,05,2014
minute poem with nonsense words
Stretching, I might be four-foot-six
I've learned to fix
the wixumph jokes
of thoughtless blokes.
Some people are antriphinal -
not short on bull
"Peanut," they yell
"Who cracked your shell?
Perspecitus, 'tis a good word
When thoughts get blurred,
I watch them squirm
at each word worm.
When perspecitus meets wixumph,
I can triumph,
remaining bold -
mood quite controlled.
Vurshotimy! I call the shots,
connect the dots.
When chaps condemn,
toss words to them.
Two minutes with Peanut, no dice.
A little spice
'tworks well enough
to call their bluff.
Minute Poetry
8,4,4,4 - 8,4,4,4 - 8,4,4,4
aabb,ccdd,eeff
My heart was locked, you hold the key
Now full of glee
you have my soul
My heart now whole
Everyday starts anew, with you
Strong like bamboo
This love so strong
We get along
At times we fight, scream and yell
Compelled to dwell
My soul is yours
Forever more
Jared Pickett
4/10/2012
(8,4,4,4--8,4,4,4--8,4,4,4)---------(aabb-ccdd--eeff)
[Minute Poetry]
Mommy Nature
Today, I'd like to stay indoors.
These thunder storms,
electric rods,
enhanced facade.
Cold enough, see possible snow,
biting winds blow.
these ice capades,
keep me at bay.
A slushy mess, not quite freezing.
I wake wheezing,
with goose pimples,
& hardened nipples.
Jared Pickett
12/05/09
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