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Tag Archives: rhyme

Summer Bees

It takes the bees a while to findthe blossoms on our treebut once they do it sparks a hiveof raucous bustling Honey drunk, they buzz all day long,gathering while they mayadding notes to summer’s song:they sing of endless days Summer! And also I’ve been reading some Emily Dickinson : ) Thanks for reading!

Posted byamyjasekJune 12, 2022June 8, 2022Posted inpoetryTags:bees, nature, poem, poetry, rhyme, summerLeave a comment on Summer Bees

In Season

Fall’s delightFire’s light Winter’s lairDen’s bear Spring’s quickeningGreen’s thickening Summer’s bountyChildhood’s county This poem from my Medium archive was from a prompt on the pub Genius in a Bottle (on seasons, I think).

Posted byamyjasekApril 25, 2022April 13, 2022Posted inpoetryTags:couplets, earth, nature, poem, poetry, rhyme, seasonsLeave a comment on In Season

Morning Song

This morning a song is happening. . . .

Posted byamyjasekOctober 7, 2021Posted inpoetryTags:bird, creative life, magpie, morning, national poetry day, poem, poetry, rhyme, song, writers lifeLeave a comment on Morning Song

Autumn (45)

n this fading comes regeneration
(even the most robust things must sleep)
so the trees light up with celebration
while within the soil their roots stretch out deep. . . .

Posted byamyjasekSeptember 22, 2021September 21, 2021Posted inpoetryTags:age, autumn, fall, life, metered verse, new season, poetry, reflection, rhyme, spenserian stanza, timeLeave a comment on Autumn (45)

“Nothing is Static or Neutral”

Ferocious as a violin
whose bow knows constant friction
this morning saw the day begin
with nature’s noisy diction

Posted byamyjasekSeptember 2, 2021Posted inpoetryTags:creative life, inspiration, mary oliver, metric poetry, morning, movement, nature, poem, poetry, rhyme2 Comments on “Nothing is Static or Neutral”

Agitation

tirring up in all its forms
with which a busy day adorns
the fact and fiction of my heart
can leave me breathless with its scorn
awash in doubt, swiftly forlorn,
tossed in the air and torn apart.

Posted byamyjasekAugust 30, 2021Posted inpoetryTags:agitation, inspiration, metric verse, poem, poetry, rhyme, self portrait, tetrameterLeave a comment on Agitation
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