Category: Syllabic Verse

Syllabic verse sets a specific number of syllables per line or per stanza, does not focus on stressed or unstressed feet.

Posted in April 2019, NaPoWriMo 2019, Syllabic Verse

Scent-A-Mental Memories

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Aluminum Percolator

My childhood alarm clock was varied, often twas

Waking to the sound and smell of coffee perking.

Blurp, blurp, goes the old aluminum percolator,

A signal it was five am and mom was awake,

Bustling about the kitchen, making toast with jam.

I snuggle under the fresh smelling sheets and blankets

Knowing I have another hour before I hear

Dad’s voice calling,“ Leona! Time to get up!”

Those sounds, smells,and sights are now memories

Of carefree days in my Illinois country home.

Syllabic Verse

#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 13–Off Prompt

Posted in April 2019, Christian, NaPoWriMo 2019, Rhyme, Syllabic Verse

If

Posted on by Leonas Lines

Ten Commandments

If I didn’t know You

As I truly do

I could tell a lie

And not blink an eye

Worship an idol

With any title

Use your name in vain

Or kill like Cain

Even cheat and steal

Without any ideal

Chosing not to laud

Parents and You, God

If I didn’t know You

As I truly do

I would break all Ten

As do some men

Mankind unaware

Living without care

Never to repent

On a knee that’s bent

Who’ve never heard

The Covenant word

If them I don’t tell

I’m guilty as well

Syllabic Verse/Rhyme

(Based on the Ten Commandments Of God)

#NaPoWriMo-Day 6-Prompt: Today, write a poem that emphasizes the power of “if,” of the woulds and coulds and shoulds of the world.

Posted in February 2019, Syllabic Verse

Count The Days

Posted on by Leonas Lines
Roses and rose petals on ground at the Rose Garden in Portland, OR
Roses and rose petals on ground at the Rose Garden in Portland, OR—June 2012

We count our life in years,

But what about the days?

All the seconds of life?

Cherish all the minutes.

It’s in those moments,

Memories are made,

Chances are taken,

Changes often happen.

Treasure every breath.

Celebrate each day.

Give thanks for your life.

Syllabic Verse

My grand-daughter messaged me today to tell me I have lived 27,365 days so far! Where did all those days go?

It seems a lot longer when you view your life as days rather than years!

It’s pretty amazing to think about, and so inspired the thoughts for this poem.

Posted in January 2019, Syllabic Verse

Pink Path

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Pink Feather on sidewalk

A pink feather in my path

I know not from whence it came

Some say it’s from an angel

Or perhaps pink flamingo

Neither makes sense to me

Tis a pinkish mystery

Syllabic Verse

Today I happened to see this pink feather just laying right in the middle of the sidewalk. No pink flamingos around, or angels or kids wearing Indian Headdresses or Pink Boas, so it’s a curiosity. I am keeping it for a bookmark 🙂

Posted in January 2019, Syllabic Verse

Someday-One Day

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Martin Luther King Jr.

We are still dreaming

We are still rising

We are still trying

To live the creed

Syllabic Verse

“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.’
— Martin Luther King, Jr., “I Have a Dream,” delivered August 28, 1963