Sitting high on the wall, memories
stored from overuse,
saving for that day, when reflection needs to
shine. Easing the grey of
stormy skies, those hand crafted coffee cups
swirled with painted purpose, bring back
sweet tastes of gifts re-gifted before the giver is gone.
Author notes
Another form attempt: A Pleiades poem
single word title, each line starts with same letter, 7 lines, some folk restrict it to 6 syllable count per line
just playing with words, thoughts, and a mental stretch
Do what???
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Wonderful
Such a well written poem. So very creative and well done. Thank you for sharing.
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thanks
It was an interesting try!
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I've not heard of this one. I probably would have noticed the S beginnings and thought it done with purpose. The poem shows the memory shelf, actual and what is shelved in our heads. What is nice abut this poem is, it does't act like it is a form. Very nice poem, MizzC.
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mizzy is fine...
thanks. I like it that it doesn't act like a form...me and rules...
Just peeking around other types/sites finding info and trying
avoiding the villanelle still.....
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