Tag: poetry
member name: Marianne M.
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March 17, 2008 01:10 PM EDT --
IRELAND IN THE SPRINGTIME
I went to Ireland in the springtime
the sky rinsed pearly gray with rain,
the sweet soil sprouting
tender green buds and shoots,
fern green, forest . . .
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November 30, 2007 08:15 AM EST --
The Skater
by Marianne McNamara
When blue twilight wrapped the house
and I waited for the rest of them
to come back from school and jobs and errands
(strange that I should . . .
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December 02, 2007 12:54 PM EST --
The National Weather Service Issues A Winter Storm Watch
Anticipation hovers at the edges of the heavy gray sky
electric with the faint throb of far-off energy and static.
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August 04, 2008 09:12 PM EDT --
"Next Stop Poem Contest Submission"
Night Train Serenade
On still summer nights
with the windows open wide,
I hear faint, familiar music;
steel . . .
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October 30, 2007 07:47 PM EDT --
Hunter's Moon
by Marianne McNamara
Framed by gold-tipped maple leaves,
pale muted sky and leafless black branches
like Chinese brush strokes in an ink drawing,
the . . .
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January 01, 2008 06:53 PM EST --
THIRTY-SIX YEARS
by Marianne McNamara
We eat in easy silence; homemade chicken soup
golden with egg noodles and crusty French bread.
Pale lamplight outlines his craggy . . .
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October 25, 2007 11:00 AM EDT --
Her Birthday
by Marianne McNamara
He waits for her on sheets that need changing.
Afterward she sprawls in her favorite chair,
listens to the silence, watches the white moonlight
stretch . . .
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November 03, 2007 11:23 AM EDT --
EARLY NOVEMBER
by Marianne McNamara
Autumn winds drag leaves from the trees
clogging the streets in a dreary finale.
Bare branches crisscross the heavy pewter sky.
Icy rain . . .
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December 30, 2007 02:20 PM EST --
Buying Squash
by Marianne McNamara
I saw her at Cub three days before Christmas,
looking for black-green scalloped winter squash,
no different from any other busy woman
heading . . .
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January 12, 2008 10:58 AM EST --
Morning
Morning . . .
Mauve and purple
and bands of pale yellow
weave through bare December branches.
The sun hangs low, an old gold pocket watch.
Rises higher as I . . .
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June 11, 2009 10:09 AM EDT --
Peony Photo and Poem ~ Repost for Kim ...
Kim just posted photos of her peonies. I thought they looked exactly like the flowers growing in my yard!
There was an enormous peony bush growing . . .
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October 25, 2009 12:59 PM EDT --
My son lived in the Uptown area of Minneapolis a few years ago, before he moved to NY and a job with PBS. He inspired this poem, which I'm posting for Susan Budig (I greatly admire her work), who posted . . .
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January 05, 2008 11:39 AM EST --
A rictameter is a nine line poetry form. The 1st and last lines are the same with the syllable count as follows:
line 1 - 2 syllables - same as line 9
line 2 - 4 syllables
line 3 - 6 syllables . . .
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January 04, 2008 04:20 PM EST --
The following is my first attempt at writing a rictameter. I had never heard of this poetry form until recently. I found it fun and challenging.
The Woods
The woods . . .
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January 05, 2008 05:57 PM EST --
My light-hearted attempt at another rictameter, using a familiar routine.
Breakfast!
Breakfast--
bacon and eggs
and toast with plum jelly,
crystal flutes . . .
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January 06, 2008 10:12 AM EST --
Snowflakes
Snowflakes
slowly dust down
through an uncertain sky
like torn bits of old love letters.
I hear his voice, soft as snow on my face,
reach . . .
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February 06, 2008 09:45 AM EST --
Cold Rain
Cold rain
spills down all day.
Huddled against the sky,
pigeons brood into their feathers.
Grayness to darkness to infinity.
Crowded beside blank-faced strangers
on the Five-Thirty-Two, . . .
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February 03, 2008 08:11 PM EST --
Just Us
The sky
cradled the moon
and the white-embered stars.
Tucked beneath the cosmic blanket
we dreamed.
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February 03, 2008 11:47 AM EST --
Kaleidoscope Morning
splintered sunbeams shine
through glass doors
spikes, patterns, colors
My first attempt at LUNE:
A thirteen syllable form . . .
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February 04, 2008 01:23 PM EST --
Red Bird
red bird against snow
scarlet flash
in winter's garden
LUNE:
A thirteen syllable form arranged 5 / 3 / 5 in three lines, . . .
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