Tuesday, June 03, 2008

A Walk through 2 Forms

[Read Write Poem challenged us to write a formal poem in another form - a mix-and-match. I tried mixing an alphabetic acrostic in sonnet form. I think this still needs work, but I'm at a symposium this week and won't have more time to polish it. But it was quite a puzzle!]

A Walk

A damp, sweet scent came to my nose,
born in the rhododendron's shade,
caught by the breeze and wound in braid
diverse in smells no hand had chose.
Eclipsed then by the tree that blows
fine pollen baked by sun and played
grain, yes by grain, into the glade,
held in the air, aloft - in pose.
I glimpsed the softest yellow hue,
joined wings aflutter in a tree
kept out of reach beneath a bough
left lichen-colored, greenish-blue.
My passing caused the moth to flee.
Next time a softer step, I vow.


Crafty Green Poet said...

lovely descriptions...

sister AE said...

Thanks, Juliet. I am glad you like them, although I always seem to feel constrained by the iambic meter and this is certainly the case. I kept my notes from my real walk - before I decided to go with a sonnet - and I'm thinking they may end up in another poem that lets me use the words I really wanted.