Tuesday, January 15, 2013
The Call of the Night
Three-syllable lines.
Vowel end rhyme on even lines, using "A" sounds.
Writing something this ordinary feels like cheating on a diet.
I'll work harder next week. Probably do a word collage.
The Call of the Night
Twitching stars
Mitigate
Pressing black
(give or take)
Moaning numb
Harping blank
Offer ways
Dreams may take
Soaring depths
Wounded lakes
Smiling sun
Cannonades
Crawling bliss
Spider's grasp
Oh, what size
Dreams may have
Fast or dumb
Gone or great
Here I spin
Isolate
In the vast
Inchoate
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1 comment:
d it describes the night. that which scares us and that which makes our imagination go nuts. onlkly thing missing is the sounds,
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