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“Poetry is
a mirror
which makes
beautiful
that which is
distorted”
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― Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Elfje: (also know as a Cinquain)
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wavy
fun house
jump, squat, laugh
mirror on the wall
distorted
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Haiku:
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snow capped mountain peak
sparkling crystals blinding light
wafting spring zephyrs
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Poem:
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poetry is a form of meditation
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the mind searches for a word
the word becomes the idea
at first the meaning is blurred
seeking a mental panacea
the poet holds up his mirror
he searches for the light needed to reflect
striving to make the pictures clearer
the image and the words he seeks to connect
in his minds eye the story grows
people and places take their roles
is it going to be rhyming or will it be prose
like pilots the words work the controls
will his story continue on into infinity
always hoping for the happy ending
can he find the conclusion skillfully
only his ego knows that he was just pretending
listening to natures nocturnal music
wading through a surf warm gentle
his lyric poetry becomes therapeutic
the imagination is moved to the transcendental
is the emotional ride for the reader or the writer
when the story ends like the triumphant bullfighter
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“A poet is
a nightingale,
who sits in darkness
and sings to cheer
its own solitude
with sweet sounds.”
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~ Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Troiku
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the rainy season
thunder and lightening daily
swamps are being born
the rainy season
daylight goes from long to short
warm oceans give birth
raining cats and dogs
thunder and lightening daily
life’s vital water
Mother Natures gifts
the Great Creators bounty
swamps are being born
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* A creative alteration of the original Troiku form.
In this form the second stanza shares the first line of the original haiku.
The second line is the middle line of the third stanza.
The third line is the last line in the last section
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