Poetry in Motion Poems (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/1649006-Poetry-in-Motion-Poems Form: A Rictameter is a nine-line form with a syllable count of 2/4/6/8/10/8/6/4/2. The first and last line of a rictameter contains the same word. This form, which the poem can extend into a chain by using multiple stanzas, looks better centered. Sat, 19 Jan 2013 17:22:28 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/772153 Utilitarian Beauty: A Riddle The beautiful black and yellow handle, Is placed above its shiny silver shaft, And reflecting the light of a candle, A tribute to the toolmakers craft. You can use it to make a wooden raft, If you possess a hundred thousand screws, Or you can use it to se...[Read Full Post] Mon, 17 May 2010 22:47:20 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/696554 Political Affairs Newspaper headlines More politicians have screwed Up illustrious Careers because they did not Know how to shut the barn door Line count: 5 Form: Kyoka, which means "crazy poem", is a Japanese form. A Kyoka makes fun of politicians, leaders, or certain even...[Read Full Post] Mon, 17 May 2010 22:31:49 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/696552 Lightning Strike on the Highway of Salvation [Image #1673635] Love strikes the asphalt of irrational fears and transforms light into glorious rainbows. Line count: 5 For...[Read Full Post] Sun, 16 May 2010 10:07:13 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/696351 Spiritual Tactics in Overcoming Worry I can't place issues in God's hands and worry, It's not the way of faith; counterproductive It makes finding solutions impossible. Fear atrophies the soul and is destructive To peace of mind: fear is unreliable Transforms a pothole into a dark ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 15 May 2010 14:50:29 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/696266 I Am Good Enough When did I start thinking I was not good enough? When did I start believing this notion was true? At what age did I accept this lie as a fact? I remember my mother encouraging me To do my best, to push my limits, to become My true self and develop my special talents. &#34...[Read Full Post] Wed, 12 May 2010 20:34:15 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/695989 The Beginning of My Workweek Dawn birds sing my day begins. I chant God's Most Great Name. The percolator sings Monday's hot melody. I feel good: rested and optimistic. Line count: 12 Form: Jánakú (hay (na) ...[Read Full Post] Mon, 10 May 2010 13:14:10 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/695764 There are Poets There are poets seeking inspiration, From the music echoing with star light, They use scarlet inks of perspiration To inscribe verses color by the night That surrounds the reverberating light, As it ricochets through cold hydrogen, Transporting to Earth these songs so bright, ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 08 May 2010 18:07:46 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/695603 Dreaming Poetry Poet dreams: writing form poem scenes; rhyming metaphors and similes; counting syllables in iambic families; rhythms flow between alternate realities; line phasing sentences to create and perfect stanzas make. The dream state....[Read Full Post] Mon, 03 May 2010 11:42:20 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/695080 Guard Duty at Dawn Decorative boulders Stand guard in a neighbor's yard Dawn warms my shoulders Line count: 3 Form: Haiku, Brazilian is a rhyming haiku and Guilherme de Almeida brought this form to Brazil. The rhyme scheme is as follows, where X rhymes with X and O rhymes with O. - - -...[Read Full Post] Mon, 03 May 2010 11:35:11 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/695079 Tinnitus Orchestra I listen to the ringing in my ears Weird music played on invisible strings: A buzz saw cutting through the silent years. Where are the musicians that play these chords, On instruments that sound like buzzing hordes, Of bumble bees in fields of wild flowers, At the end of ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 01 May 2010 09:34:37 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/694850 Going Green I look at my front yard; I see the weeds growing green and wild. I live in drought stricken Las Vegas, not the Amazon jungle. The yardman returns on Wednesday, with my desert landscaping. Line count: 3 Form: A Sijo is a three-line poem with 14 to 16 syllables in each line and a ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 27 Apr 2010 11:29:52 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/694414 Writing Poetry Pen perfect phrases Patiently picking pronouns Paramour poet One overbearing Obsession overriding Other obstacles Edit each error Exquisitely expressing Expressions essence Time to type today T...[Read Full Post] Mon, 26 Apr 2010 23:49:46 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/694366 A Just Shoot Me Day It's a just shoot me day, you know what I mean; It's the kind of day that occurs now and then When the universe decides that it hates you When the only thing that went right was the missed flight, That cancelled the business trip you loathed to take. It's a ju...[Read Full Post] Thu, 22 Apr 2010 16:53:40 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/693955 Celebrating the First Day of Ridvan Beside the driveway white blooms respond to the wind, we are those flowers inhaling the breath of God on the First Day of Ridvan. Line count: 5 Form: Tanka - one of Japan's oldest forms consists of five lines with 5-7-5-7-7. The first two lines pres...[Read Full Post] Wed, 21 Apr 2010 22:15:55 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/693884 Poetry Section of the Public Library [Image #1665455] Books in stacks and on shelves wait for me to chose one of them to take home and love; each book solicits my attention with subtle colors, fiery verses, and risqué titles. Line c...[Read Full Post] Sun, 18 Apr 2010 18:18:45 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/693548 The Frankenstein Monster Regrets Getting Caught Frankenstein's monster stands behind his wife, waiting for her to find forgiveness and a kind word somewhere in her mind. He strayed, after fifty years of marriage; drink a couple of beers, wooed a gal half his years, now his wife is in t...[Read Full Post] Thu, 15 Apr 2010 19:49:23 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/693280 Fruit Salad [Image #1663577] It isn't the individual pieces of fruit that create the flavor it's their marriage. Line count: 4 Form: Naani is an Indian popular Telugu poem and defined as an expression of "one and all&#3...[Read Full Post] Tue, 13 Apr 2010 02:02:27 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/693030 My Black Crocs My brother gave me two pairs of Crocs, They are the color of lava rocks. I put on my Crocs when I stay home, Save my other shoes for when I roam. The black Crocs are rubber, with air holes, They are safe because of their nonslip soles. Both pairs of Crocs appear just the ...[Read Full Post] Sun, 11 Apr 2010 13:17:03 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/692886 Writing Form Poetry The challenge is to stay within the form, to count the syllables and create rhyme, while writing a poem out of the norm, difficult to do both at the same time; it appears easy, only when the muse is hot bothered by the discordance of life stress of survival count syl...[Read Full Post] Sun, 04 Apr 2010 22:45:06 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/692289 Closed Lockets [Image #1661589] Closed lockets are conundrums. Love's ashrams; Cloisters for our mementos; They hold our passions' cold fires, Old desires; And memories small photos. Line count: 6 Form: Le Sizain hétéromé...[Read Full Post] Sun, 04 Apr 2010 20:51:38 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/692284 Finding happiness a daily challenge Be happy while you're living, for you're a long time dead. ~Scottish Proverb Happiness personally defined cannot be found in others nor in materi...[Read Full Post] Sun, 04 Apr 2010 20:37:24 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/692282 Meditation at Dawn: A busy day begins at dawn Each day I put aside some worship time, An hour to meditate upon God's word, Before the percolator starts to sing, And after I take my medication, I find a secluded spot for prayer, A place to feed my soul at dawn's first light. Caught ...[Read Full Post] Sat, 03 Apr 2010 11:34:20 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/692156 Food for my Muse Stars shine through cold hydrogen, Their light poetic bonfires, That becomes thought's consumption, And science fiction's daystars. Line count: 4 Form: Ae frelighe (ay fresh lee) is an Irish form and can have more then a single stanza. Each stanza is a quatrain com...[Read Full Post] Mon, 29 Mar 2010 20:33:42 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/691744 How to Eat a Chocolate Easter Bunny First, eat the chocolate bunny's ears, I nibble at them on Easter day, I eat them so the rabbit won't hear, First, eat the chocolate bunny's ears, And that way I know that he won't fear, As I chew his body parts away, First, eat the chocolat...[Read Full Post] Mon, 29 Mar 2010 19:42:19 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/691711