Let's experiment with a poetry form today called Ballade Poetry, #29 of a collection of 100+ Poetic Forms.
I never knew the rising hope, That was mine when I heard your whispers. Upon a sky blackened by the depths of night, My heart took to owl’s wing and flew. Mountains so tall colored the horizon with deep bruises, As the world clawed toward sunrise. I never knew what could spring within this sullen … Continue reading I Never Knew- Michael Erickson
Let's experiment with a poetry form today called Triversen Poetry, #27 of a collection of 100+ Poetic Forms.
Let's experiment with a poetry form today called TriCube Poetry, #25 of a collection of 100+ Poetic Forms
This Place is #24 in this collection I'm calling, very simply, 100+ Poetic Forms.
Today's poem, Certainly, is a Tautogram poem and is #23 of a collection called 100+ Poetic Forms.
Today's poem, Soon Comes Christmas, is a Palindrome poem and is #21 of a collection called 100+ Poetic Forms.
In these silent pressing hours, Just before the growing dawn, When darkness seems to be its strongest, And our world trembles beneath ball that’s wrong, Hope is but a moths wing fluttering by candlelight, What can one do but quietly crumble, For the dawn will never come. Yet in this solemn darkness I can reach … Continue reading Silent Pressing Hours- Michael Erickson
Oceans of starswait for her touchto shine brillianceover Earthagain ©️MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda Written March 2017 but seems so appropriate for this year.
"No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as any manner of thy friends or of thine own were; any … Continue reading Light in Dark Times: Meditation 17 – John Donne