Under dark shade of green patchy trees
encircled by summer breezes
hum delicate forest songs.
Bird chirps ring like gold bells.
Animals chatter
punctuated
by grasses
bending
low.
A nonet - a poem with 9 syllables, counting down to 1.
An assignment for the Whimsybuggs Writing Workshop.
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/whimsybuggswritingworkshop/
Interesting exercise. But I like the idea of the forest more. 'Stand like Druids of eld, Stand like Harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosems.' The trees, to Longfellow in Evangeline.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelus first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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~~~martin~~~
are always great, I like the style,
brings back memories;-)!(good ones!)
I salute You, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU