We rode in sorrow, with strong hounds three,
Bran, Sceolan, and Lomair,
On a morning misty and mild and fair.
The mist-drops hung on the fragrant trees,
And in the blossoms hung the bees.
We rode in sadness above Lough Lean,
For our best were dead on Gavra's green.
a poem by W. B. Yeats
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
Sunday, September 8, 2019
short story slam week 123, 125, poetry and story inn fridays week 53, humor week 22
poetry form of 2018 (III): FATTN (Whersinz)
---Five and Twenty Two NZ
---5 lines and 22 words
a sample FATTN (WHERSINZ) poetry form is shown below
accoring to Lori Webster (II)
pause! look left!
see pat quinn mop wildcats,
See george bush turnpikes west teaxs
see tom wolfe preach Pittsburg,
Laugh! Write FATTN!
an additional sample by Mary Fallin
trust me, I transform
not because I am water
not because I am light
but because I am spring breeze
Listen, Write!!!
---Five and Twenty Two NZ
---5 lines and 22 words
a sample FATTN (WHERSINZ) poetry form is shown below
accoring to Lori Webster (II)
pause! look left!
see pat quinn mop wildcats,
See george bush turnpikes west teaxs
see tom wolfe preach Pittsburg,
Laugh! Write FATTN!
an additional sample by Mary Fallin
trust me, I transform
not because I am water
not because I am light
but because I am spring breeze
Listen, Write!!!
Thursday, August 22, 2019
poetry and story inn fridays week 52, poetry form week 17,
handsome and empty
the juice is clear
the poems are made powerful
Wednesday, August 14, 2019
short story slam week 103, 123, poetry and story inn fridays week 33, 51, humor week 21, poetry form week 17
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