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Old Brass Paper Weight






There are poems I don't share at all.
Poems I deny and poems I don't recall.
I keep them in a box marked freight
Under an old brass paper weight.

The pages have yellowed some
and pages not yet to become.
From others I keep closed the gate.
Under an old brass paper weight.

Secret lovers are there dancing.
My melodious dreams prancing.
There is a lot in this old crate.
Under an old brass paper weight.

There are a million rain drop tears.
Ghost and goblins with countless fears.
Visions that can infatuate.
Under an old brass paper weight.

I hope to share when I depart.
These things that are dear to my heart.
These poems my sweetest opiate.
Under an old brass paper weight.





Author notes


Kyrielle
A Kyrielle is a French form of rhyming poetry written in quatrains (a stanza consisting of 4 lines),
and each quatrain contains a repeating line or phrase as a refrain (usually appearing as the last
line of each stanza). Each line within the poem consists of only eight syllables. There is no limit
to the amount of stanzas a Kyrielle may have, but three is considered the accepted minimum.

Some popular rhyming schemes for a Kyrielle are: aabB, ccbB, ddbB, with B being the repeated
line, or abaB, cbcB, dbdB.

Mixing up the rhyme scheme is possible for an unusual pattern of: axaZ, bxbZ, cxcZ, dxdZ, etc.
with Z being the repeated line.

The rhyme pattern is completely up to the poet.


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  • crazymomma
    May 9

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    Wonderful!

    Do you have a book I can buy? Really you write very eloquently. This poem is perfect. I wish I had half the talent you have


  • Olivia33
    April 26

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    "There are a million rain drop tears.
    Ghost and goblins with countless fears.
    Visions that can infatuate.
    Under an old brass paper weight." - Great!

  • Starlight-Owl
    April 25
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    This reminds me of one of my favorite songs. The line that pops up into my head while reading this poem is this one. "Under and old brass paper weight, my list of things to do today." And the the chorus goes on.

    I really liked this. It was well written.

    Name and family position in author's notes please. Thanks.