Jack Kerouac, the 50's Beat poet with this English language style 'haiku' form does just to the western world classic features of the tercet form ..no title ..free syllabics..but the last line keeps to the 'happening' moment that identifies it as 'hiku"
Canadian born Jack Kerouac
a poet of the 50's 'Beat gen' pack
Known for his western 'hiku'
keeping to its features then so new
stream of consciousness spontaneous prose
how his famous 'on the road' novel flows
WHY AMERICAN COLONIES WERE LOST a lyrical local guide by US PoetrySoup poet is
Massey's outstanding sonnet poetry piece (second of the series) penned in the cross genre 'literary poetics ' follows in the footsteps of ground - breakingauthor Martin Gray,but extending it structurally ,beyond iambic trimeter ,thus bringing into play both rhyme&sonnet syllabics.
A 160 page poem with15 chapters ,each with a historic background intro) The poem has the dual bonus of being for loversof the combination of both poetry&history .
SYLLABICS individual innovatives incarcerated
As Robert Bridges daughter Elizabeth did bring
expressive syllabics her poetic thing
Metre rhyme alliteration to her poetry
affirmation thereof made her you see
Vaasokht
Values warp love intrigue
Vexed liaison unfair
Vetted assails exacts
Volatile edged divorce
Vaasokht has six rhymed lines
Very old forms have eight
Views last two as unrhymed
*Syllabics checked via howmanysyllables
2020 October 28
*1st Place*
Pleiades 3
~~Joseph May
In Kew Gardens I feast on
daffodils and swans and honk-
ing geese in turf protection mode
and one spectacular show
from a strutting peacock’s tail,
its color chart exploding
against the day’s gray weather.
On warmer days Kew is packed
with mums and dads and kiddies
running about or being pushed
in prams. Today’s marginal
weather has cut the numbers.
I am drawn to a park’s promises
in crowd depleting weather. .
In youth I’d sit on a bench
beneath a chestnut tree and feel
fully protected from rain
by the natural umbrella
of thick leaves above my head
or, barefooted, tramp through wet
grass after the midday storm.
In the misted gray of not
quite Spring Kew Garden isn’t
in full bloom but I can feel
the promise of warmer days and,
with luck, the persistent need
of a peacock to impress
his ladies with the full bloom
of his magnificent tail.
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