It’s Poetry Friday and Jone MacCulloch is hosting today. She has an interview with Carol Labuzzetta about the new anthology Picture Perfect Poetry, published this week. Thank you for hosting, Jone.
I remember when I learned that pigs are not able to look up into the sky. Did you know that little fact?
I learned it last year in a trinet by Alan j Wright. I was amused by his poem, and the form was new for me. I often like to try new forms, but I didn’t. Then just last week Alan revisited the trinet, so I was reminded to give it a try. The trinet is 7 lines, with word counts of 2-2-6-6-2-2-2. (Thank you, Alan for the inspiration!)
Words
windswept wonders
wistful terms
welcome to the whistling expressions stirred
haunting the lexicon mining for words
whimsy inferred
sometimes absurd
communication heard
I thought the shape of the first one looked like an angel, so I had to try a second one.
Angel
speaks warnings
wears wings
wondering who started idea they’re singing
guiding, pointing the way to heaven
angel guest
visiting Earth
commissioned above
A third one, looking much less angelic, was for this week’s “This Photo Wants to be a Poem” at Margaret’s Reflections on the Teche.
Halo
Encircling umbra
Brilliance ablaze
Magical dance of moon and sun
New celestial feats eclipse our understanding
Oohing ahhing
Awestruck, unparalleled
Eyewitnesses ensorcelled
