A lanterne is a five line quintain verse shaped like a Japanese lantern with a syllabic pattern of one, two, three, four, one.Each line able to stand on its own, and the poem may or may not have a title which sometimes forms an integral part as a 6th line
#1
Black,
yellow,
brown, or white--
partitions skin
deep.
#2 WATER MEADOWS
rush
and sedge
hide shady
ponds--teeming
with
life
#3
by
the stream
so shallow,
weeps a willow
tree.
#4 DAYSTAR
dawn
tinges
the bleak sky--
hope enlightens
all
#5
a
sea mist
rolls inshore---
daydreams deluge
me
#6 BIRDSONG
lost
in the
soft mist of
a September
dawn
#7 EQUINOX
Rain
droped leaves,
spotted gold--
scatter in the
wind
#8 MONA LISA
Her
gaze and
smile followed
his every
step
#9
bells
tolling
on the wind--
old memories
die
#10
a
dry rock--
out of the
white water of
life
#11 HIGH RISE
Thin
spires
in the breeze---
tasselled teasels
touch
Lanterne #12
Faint
May breeze----
in the trees
ripples shaded
green
Categories:
teasels, tribute,
Form: Lanterne
SUMMER DAYS
Watch a swallow swoop
and pass above an old meadow,
lush with grass. Speckled starlings
sing with delight over flying ants
in nuptial flight. Buckthorn in a dense
hedge screen. Ceanothus ,shaded green
Jasmine,Honeysuckle,Bittersweet
scents to mingle in summer heat
Clouds of teasels spiral tall
'midst dancing grasses against a wall
wandering wasps picnicing un-checked
onto perfumed petals,paperwhite
first intoxicate,then delight,
high above Cauliflower clouds,nimbus
topped weep a shower of warm tear-drops.
PASTURES GONE
buttercup yellow
kissing cowslips
dandelion,poppy and daisy,
corn marigold
cow parsley and clover,
a willow that weeps
and meadow-sweet,
deep in a forgotten pasture.
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Categories:
teasels, nostalgia, seasons, summer,
Form: Verse
JUST NEAR HERE
Follow the track ,with the scenic view
through beechchwood, common heath
with grassy scrub and clumps of gorse,
in yellow garb;Amble shaded lanes
to wayside pubs .‘Cross meadow gates
and stile ,contemplate ,or, sit awhile
as daisy,buttercup,and cowslip yellow
mix as one in fellowship.Reach a wood
with its carpet blue, listen to a trickling
stream,where dogrose in a briared sprawl,
flower and prickle, meander tall , shading
mallow where tasselled teasels touching
the trees greened with rain.Scent
honeysuckle waxing in summer light,
a heady fragrance to fill the night.
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Categories:
teasels, nature,
Form: Verse
Autumn
in the air-
drops of saguine
red
Thin
spires
in the breeze-
tasselled teasels
touch
Lost
in the
soft mist of
dawn
Rain
dropped leaves
spotted gold
mould in the
dew
a single lanterne is a half
American cinquain
Categories:
teasels, seasons
Form: Lanterne
Thin
spires
in the breeze-
tasselled teasels
touch
bells
tolling
in the wind-
old memories-
die
Categories:
teasels, introspection
Form: Lanterne
Clouds of teasels spiralling tall
midst dancing grasses against a wall.
Categories:
teasels, nature, seasons,
Form: Crystalline