***
Tender, derelict
Autumn brown downward tumble
Fall, fall, fall, fall, fall...
***
On bicycle green he pedals.
First left foot, then right foot they treadle.
Not moving with greed,
Heart aflutter, high speed.
'Pon chrome-spoked wheeled steed joy won't settle.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
The Return of Blogpoetry
I'm experimenting with the world of poetry again after a long, too long, hiatus. I love format, meter, and structure, therefore, I love haiku and have been experimenting with something new: the Limerick! Won't you join me please in exploring and testing out something new? Please, if you have any suggestions at all, I'm game for anything! Which is which?
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