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The Magic of Moonlight

d’Verse Poets Pub – Poetry form: Lai and Lai Nouveau

“This form looks to be a very simple form comprising of a five syllabled couplet followed by a two syllable line. The number of lines in each stanza is fixed at nine and the couplets must rhyme with each other, as the two syllable lines must also rhyme. In English this line is probably the most difficult part of the poem.

The Lai is a very old French form and tradition states that the short line must not be indented, it must be left dressed to the poem. This is known as Arbre Fourchu (Forked Tree); there is a pattern meant to be set up as a tree.

The number of lines in each stanza is fixed at nine. The number of stanzas is not fixed and each stanza has its own rhyme pattern. The stanza’s rhyme pattern is… a. a. b. a. a. b. a. a. b.”

 

Here’s my first attempt –

The Magic of Moonlight

 
It happens at night
Sky no longer bright
Just dark

The moon shines soft light
Lightening bugs take flight
In arcs

Two true hearts ignite
Wishing stars delight
A spark

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Rhythm Band

2017 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 3
Write a triangle poem

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Rhythm Band

the triangle just
kind of dangles from
a piece of string

most children do not choose
it from the box of
noise making instruments

it makes a tiny tingling sound
a merry jingling sound
a not too loud sound

it does not clang
like the cymbals or
rattle like maracas

it does not call
attention to itself
like the drums

but there is always one
the quiet one, the shy one
who loves the magic

of the triangle

 

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Magic Words

The king in fancy rags
performed his magic
transformed my words
into a song
took each letter
and twisted them
into balloon animals
then let them float free
“And where des wordies
should dey land, sweet girl?”
“In Pennsylvania please,
kind sir.”
“Then off they fly to
pencil in a vanity.”
I closed my eyes following
that trail of letters
all the way home.

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Wow, what fun we’re having in the Imaginary Garden!!
The challenge is to “Fashion Me Your Words To Wit” by being a T&T Pierrot Grenade.
Here’s my attempt.

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Farewell to Whimsy

it’s magic
when you’re only three
leaves change from green to
red and yellow flames
and caterpillars fall asleep
to awaken as butterflies
tiny black tadpoles swish
their tails through pond water
and slowly transform
into croaking frogs
until the school bell rings for you
the curtain is pulled down
and the wizard is exposed
whimsy dies and science takes its place

when you’re three
magic fills the air
changing leaves
butterflies
then science beckons to you
whimsy dies to facts