A pearlescent moon cools the night
and paints the sky with silvered light.
clouds drifting upon wisps of trails
and spirits sing as earth exhales.
Her ageless beauty still prevails
she shares wealth and love without fail
her stamina a fairy-tale
sunrise sunset silhouettes sail.
The morning sun wakes from the night
and paints the sky with golden light.
© 2018-2019 – Franci Eugenia Hoffman
A gander at me –
I enjoyed a dedicated career in the insurance industry for over 20 years being rewarded both professionally and personally. Now it’s time for me to follow my dreams by doing things I enjoy…spending time with family, learning, sharing, traveling, writing poetry and encouraging others to pursue their goals.
“The Earth does not belong to us: we belong to the Earth.” – Marlee Matlin
The Duo-rhyme, a poetic form created by Mary L. Ports, is a 10 or 12-line poem, with the first two and last two lines having the same rhyme scheme, and the center of the poem (lines #3 through #8 or #10) having their own separate monorhyme scheme.
Meter: 8 beats per line, written in iambic tetrameter (4 linear feet of iambic) Rhyme Scheme: 10-line: a,a,b,b,b,b,b,b,a,a and 12-line: a,a,b,b,b,b,b,b,b,b,a,a
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Beautiful words that remind me we are looking up at the same beautiful moon under one sky.
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Yes, we are and thank you for commenting.
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Always a pleasure!
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How lovely!
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Thank you, Sadje!
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Always a pleasure.
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Beautiful imagery and such perfect rhyme.
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Thank you so much!
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This is so beautiful – and the pace a perfect soothing lull to accompany the imagery.
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Thank you for your delightful comment, V.J.
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So welcome!
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This is lovely and the imagery amazing!
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Thank you very much!
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My pleasure! 🙂
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Your metered 8 beats per line gave your words a cosmic flow, and magically accrued depth as I float through your poem….and these two lines really caught my eye…..
“clouds drifting upon wisps of trails
and spirits sing as earth exhales.”
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Thank you, Ivor!
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Leaves you with a beautiful feeling! 😊
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Thank you!
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