Full Moon Poetry Slam--On The Beach In Fall
Word Poem For the Full Moon Poetry Slam, List #5
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Good evening, friends!
Well, this poem was an interesting one to write! I have to admit, I procrastinated writing until today and because the word list was so strange, it took me a while. The word list words are in bold.
I was not feeling very inspired, so I decided to limit myself even more and added a scheme like Robert Frost used in his famous poem, The Road Not Taken, of five lines per stanza, each line being the same amount of syllables long ( I chose 8, his lines have 9), and a rhyming convention of ABAAB. It’s no Robert Frost, but it was fun to write, nonetheless.
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On The Beach In Fall
Driftwood is cast and strewn about
on the sand and rocks, seemingly
having not one order throughout
to eyes that look, knowledge without
random strokes like stenography
Why paint still-life when birds inspire
pray Gosh, for a seagull pirate
sailboats fan across the blue wire
a kite alights on wind like fire
my two eyes will be defiant
Mother’s exasperated from
seagulls stealing baby’s corn breads
elaborate shoo! throw of crumb
a swat, a swing, a toss of chum
sandy pants, noses, and bald heads
The coolness in October comes
along the ocean’s beachy shore
on breezy, windy, gusty drums
with sticky, salty, butter thumbs
definitely summer no more!
Previous word lists can be found on this master post.
Previous Word Poems by AstroMommy:
You Are A Mirror (Word Poem #1—1st poem-New Moon in Taurus/Full in Scorpio)
My Eggs Are Perfect (Word Poem #1—2nd poem-New Moon in Taurus/Full in Scorpio)
The Biggest Hill (Word Poem #2—New Moon in Gemini/Full in Sag)
You, Up? (Word Poem #3-New Moon in Cancer/Full in Capricorn)
How Do The Stars Speak? (Word Poem #4-New Moon in Leo/Full in Aquarius)
Stenography says all, with less.
Why is "I love you" the metric, and not a glass of water?
Or a snack…
Or an unrequested clean-up while she naps.
She wakes, and the still-life before her opening eyes reminds her.
She married a skinny, handsome pirate.
She was a fan of his fire.
A strong will and a backpack full of ideals.
Defiant by default,
And allergic to dogma,
His cute obstinance made her exasperated
Life delivered organic ideals to a corn syrup budget.
Elaborate business plans for the idea of the week.
Fly by the seat of our pants on fire!
October begins the end of seasons.
Breezy, but cold.
The leaves ignite- for a moment.
Our favorite hot colors, in the cold.
At least we’re inside.
Today, it’s fine.
Please, pass the butter.