Poetry : First Inversion
Dr. Robert Simon If you’d like to see more of his poetry, please let him know in the reply section. <_><_><_> First Inversion This morning I watched the clouds part Between squalls .… Continue reading
Dr. Robert Simon If you’d like to see more of his poetry, please let him know in the reply section. <_><_><_> First Inversion This morning I watched the clouds part Between squalls .… Continue reading
RonovanWrites.com THE QUICK DESCRIPTION OF HOW TO WRITE A DÉCIMA: There are 10 lines of poetry that rhyme. 8 syllables per line. There is a SET RHYMING PATTERN we must stick to. ABBAACCDDC OR two stanzas of ABBA/ACCDDC. <_><_><_> Follow… Continue reading
My son has promised to publish a poem on my blog at least once a month. He’s also made an oath to get all my books published when I die. I’m the “Occassional… Continue reading
I’m trying to convince my son to publish a poem on my blog at least once a month. He’s the serious poet in the family, I’m the occasional poet. If poetry were… Continue reading
I know, it isn’t July any longer, but it IS still summer. Robert has promised to provide a poem to publish on my blog at least once a month. Given my son’s impossible… Continue reading
Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 66: (STREET) in the C rhyme line. If you want to participate, here’s the link: RONOVAN WRITES QUICK DESCRIPTION OF HOW TO WRITE A DÉCIMA: There are 10… Continue reading
A word & a poem from my son. He is the serious poet in the family, and he will be sending me more poems during the year to publish on my blog.… Continue reading
Finishing Line Press has published my son’s newest book of poetry! I’m trying to convince him to publish a poem on my blog at least once a month. If you’d like to see… Continue reading
We utter, “Why didn’t I see that coming?” Puzzle pieces of our lives assemble without a guide, …or do they? Witness the anger stop as if a page turned to the next… Continue reading
Language: A river of words flowing from mouth to mind, a verbal sculpture. . Language tortures: The never-ending drip… drip… dripping of acidity. “What’s wrong with you? You’re making no sense!”… Continue reading