Each month, write a new collection.
Mountains in HeavenThese peaks that line the skyterrain the angels treadcotton snow, a mile highDrifts on which souls lieafter they're long since deadthey watch the time pass byThe coolness of the air is nighbillowing puffs that fill the headcotton snow, a mile highWelling tears in the eyetheir beauty conquers fear and dreadthey watch the time pass byTheir strength shall never diemuscles woven of ancient threadcotton snow, a mile highThese billowing hills are dryyet soft as fresh baked breadthey watch the time pass bythese peaks that line the sky
Wow, you did a villanelle! A good one too. When you set your mind to something, you really accomplish it!
I LOVED IT!! I love patterns, restrictions and structure. I will be doing this again :)
Celestial DanceThe heavensfilled with starsworn as diamondsof luxurylike a shining sunbeing a hope diamondAnd the lady swings her hipsof the milky way and smileslike the super novashades her eyes with the Aurora BoreaiusAs her solar system replies to his advancesdrawing him closer in with gravity and her charmsof rotation and moons as she sings with the sunand the stars adorningher face with jewels andthe diamonds of stars as her eyes shine bright as a smile and flame explode with black holes reflecting her moodsas the earth shakes in the universeas the galaxy is theirsin the eyes of her dynamic charmand the planets rotate around her as they dance in each others armscreating a new system of graceexpanding with energy and spaceas he embraces her and chasesher with the expanding romanceforever in the celestial dance
LOve this man. The dance metaphor is really working!
The Starsthe starsthe starsthey’ve beenscrewingwith usfor millennialook there’sa goatan archerthe godsare inthe starsthe starsthey’ve taught uscrazy mathangles, arcsthey’ve provedour placein the universemade us smallthe starsthe starsthey’re thestuff of allour dreamswe’ve traveledthe galaxiesand beyondcreated anddestroyed planetslet me snatch themfrom the skyswallow themtoucheternity
Ha! They've been screwing us for years! Fantastic!
I'm trying to figure out how that statement fits with the rest of the poem, but I don't mind a little BS mystery. Besides, some of the best poems have apparent contradictions in them. I'm sticking with that explanation.
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