To: starbase; WayzataJOHNN; Lady Jag; fish hawk
winds move hol/low poles (5)
bam/boo for/est sings soft/ly (7)
wind chimes ring in the night (5)
bf
a percussion song
evening breeze sings so sweet
in a bamboo grove
wj
dancing wind on water
white caps gather clashing loud
thunder rumbles bass
bf
waves rise high and fast
torrents flow and split the mast
silver fish flies free
sb
piebald moon shadowed
calm seas glowed promising peace
whales basking in moonlight
bf
bits of wood wash up
to the foot of the old wall
many ships have passed here
sb
driftwood bleached barren
posing on polished sand dunes
dried kelp skeletons
bf
To: bentfeather
A nice ending. And an impressive sonnet. I don't know if I can hang with old Shakespeare. I'll look over sonnets over the next couple of weeks.
933 posted on
07/09/2006 7:43:21 AM PDT by
starbase
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To: bentfeather
winds move hollow poles
bamboo forest sings softly
wind chimes ring in the night
bf
a percussion song
evening breeze sings so sweet
in a bamboo grove
wj
dancing wind on water
white caps gather clashing loud
thunder rumbles bass
bf
waves rise high and fast
torrents flow and split the mast
silver fish flies free
sb
piebald moon shadowed
calm seas glowed promising peace
whales basking in moonlight
bf
bits of wood wash up
to the foot of the old wall
many ships have passed here
sb
driftwood bleached barren
posing on polished sand dunes
dried kelp skeletons
bf
Memories kept here
in the garden of the mind
under soft moonlight
wj
Very nice! You all took to this with spirit and imagination!
943 posted on
07/09/2006 7:17:15 PM PDT by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
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