tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post1523037330948879756..comments2024-03-29T00:37:50.644-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Monday Poetry Stretch - Sonnet (Italian Form)Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-23522015665266345682016-06-19T23:53:35.594-04:002016-06-19T23:53:35.594-04:00Senior Recital 2016
We - gathered in the room to ...Senior Recital 2016<br /><br />We - gathered in the room to watch you lay<br />your fingers on the keys - were taken first <br />at the sight of you. Our heart-strings fairly burst<br />with joy and love and pride as you made way<br />with barest effort, to rouse us from the fray.<br />Suspending day and place - all time reversed<br />from what we've ever known. Inciting thirst<br />for Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03639189488267519417noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-16833325836410488082016-06-16T10:59:57.113-04:002016-06-16T10:59:57.113-04:00It's going to be in the 90's next week her...It's going to be in the 90's next week here...<br /><br />Summer Sonnet<br /><br />At first we smile and play when summer comes.<br />The sun is shining, trees are green and true,<br />the daisies bloom, the sky is brightest blue.<br />But then the heat begins to beat like drums.<br />Now listen to the summer’s guitar strums—<br />the green grass trembles when warm wind comes through.<br KateCoombshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05584944601221466789noreply@blogger.com