The poetry of nature
- Voronwë the Faithful
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Thanks, V-Man!
It's a pleasure to share them.
I am awed by the talent of people here ... so many gifted people on these messageboards!
It's a pleasure to share them.
I am awed by the talent of people here ... so many gifted people on these messageboards!
"Frodo undertook his quest out of love - to save the world he knew from disaster at his own expense, if he could ... "
Letter no. 246, The Collected Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien
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I wrote this poem today. First poem I've written for ages.
cherry blossom
puff-ball pink!
preening like
a prom queen
raspberry petals
interweave their dance
with crowns of leaves
pink!
then pink-and-green
then green, serene
petals confetti
on the grass, the frocks
change shades
ice-cream colours!
snow-white vanilla
palest rose
Gaia’s delights!
springtime desserts
from mother earth
cherry blossom
puff-ball pink!
preening like
a prom queen
raspberry petals
interweave their dance
with crowns of leaves
pink!
then pink-and-green
then green, serene
petals confetti
on the grass, the frocks
change shades
ice-cream colours!
snow-white vanilla
palest rose
Gaia’s delights!
springtime desserts
from mother earth
"Frodo undertook his quest out of love - to save the world he knew from disaster at his own expense, if he could ... "
Letter no. 246, The Collected Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien
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Letter no. 246, The Collected Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien
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- truehobbit
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That is really good, Pearl! Excellent observation and lovely words to express it!
The cool thing is, I started a text last weekend that began with the same thought (though slightly more positive, I think, no preening ):
Trees clothed all in white or pink,
Voluminous, soft puffs,
Like girls at their first ball
...
I didn't go on after that, I'm afraid.
but being a cheerful hobbit he had not needed hope, as long as despair could be postponed.
Great minds think alike.
Your imagery is lovely and I think it could almost stand alone, actually. Not quite a haiku, but near enough.
Yes, I'm not sure about 'preening'. I did write the poem very quickly.
Your imagery is lovely and I think it could almost stand alone, actually. Not quite a haiku, but near enough.
Yes, I'm not sure about 'preening'. I did write the poem very quickly.
"Frodo undertook his quest out of love - to save the world he knew from disaster at his own expense, if he could ... "
Letter no. 246, The Collected Letters of J.R.R. Tolkien
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I was on the train a couple of weeks back passing some thickets and small woods and realised for the first time that they glowed inside with greenness due to the transparency of the leaves. Later the leaves will be larger, darker, more opaque and the sense of looking into these woods will be of mysterious gloom but for now they shine and one can see deep into them.
Anyway it set me off at an attempt at a Spring haiku. It's trite compared to the great examples that have been posted but it's fun all the same. My teacher gave it the all clear last night so I know it is grammatical!
Harugasumi
Nikko to wakaba
Mori ni teru
Spring haze in the air
Sunlight through unfolding leaves
lights up the whole wood
Anyway it set me off at an attempt at a Spring haiku. It's trite compared to the great examples that have been posted but it's fun all the same. My teacher gave it the all clear last night so I know it is grammatical!
Harugasumi
Nikko to wakaba
Mori ni teru
Spring haze in the air
Sunlight through unfolding leaves
lights up the whole wood
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I wrote this tonight, reflecting on a moment last weekend when I went biking through the neighborhood where I grew up.
It's the first sonnet I ever wrote in blank verse.
A Maple Stands
I view the corner yard: a maple stands,
tall triple-trunked majestic beauty. Leaves
around its base are gathered for the trash,
or children's games of diving in the pile.
I long to touch the bark, so silver smooth
it might reflect the sun. I blow a leaf
and watch it spin, and memory returns:
I see as in a mirror now the day
I placed the seed that grew to forty feet.
Its height has grown to pace my passing years.
I hope the boys and girls who live there now
don't hide inside, afraid to leave their screens,
but free themselves to dive, or hold their hands
to catch a spinning seed and dig the earth.
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BrianIs AtYou
It's the first sonnet I ever wrote in blank verse.
A Maple Stands
I view the corner yard: a maple stands,
tall triple-trunked majestic beauty. Leaves
around its base are gathered for the trash,
or children's games of diving in the pile.
I long to touch the bark, so silver smooth
it might reflect the sun. I blow a leaf
and watch it spin, and memory returns:
I see as in a mirror now the day
I placed the seed that grew to forty feet.
Its height has grown to pace my passing years.
I hope the boys and girls who live there now
don't hide inside, afraid to leave their screens,
but free themselves to dive, or hold their hands
to catch a spinning seed and dig the earth.
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BrianIs AtYou
All of my nieces and nephews at my godson/nephew Nicholas's Medical School graduation. Now a neurosurgical resident at University of Arizona, Tucson.
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Thanks, I've been trying to write sonnets of numerous variations. Writing one in blank verse seemed like an inevitable option, and it was nice to see the old neighborhood.Voronwë_the_Faithful wrote:I like that very, very much, Brian!
BrianIs AtYou
All of my nieces and nephews at my godson/nephew Nicholas's Medical School graduation. Now a neurosurgical resident at University of Arizona, Tucson.
Unrhymed iambic pentameter, as I recall. It might not have to be iambic pentameter, but I think it does.
Iambic pentameter: da DA da DA da DA da DA da DA. Right? "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?"
Greater minds than I will step in and correct me, I'm sure.
Shakespeare's plays are mostly written in blank verse.
Iambic pentameter: da DA da DA da DA da DA da DA. Right? "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?"
Greater minds than I will step in and correct me, I'm sure.
Shakespeare's plays are mostly written in blank verse.
Dig deeper.
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You are correct Vison.vison wrote:Unrhymed iambic pentameter, as I recall. It might not have to be iambic pentameter, but I think it does.
Iambic pentameter: da DA da DA da DA da DA da DA. Right? "But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?"
Greater minds than I will step in and correct me, I'm sure.
Shakespeare's plays are mostly written in blank verse.
In English, blank verse is most commonly IP, although other meters are possible, such as iambic tetrameter. The fundamental feature is meter without rhyme. I've actually written blank verse in other meters than IP, but IP is considered the default mode for blank verse.
Milton considered it superior to rhyming verse, and wrote the whole of Paradise Lost in blank verse.
BrianIs AtYou
All of my nieces and nephews at my godson/nephew Nicholas's Medical School graduation. Now a neurosurgical resident at University of Arizona, Tucson.