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    A Taste of Freedom

    A Taste of Freedom The gulls are all going crazy both in the sky and the recently smart bomb ploughed fields and factories that as yet remain standing behind my old banked barn .. There must be something going on back there surely to...

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    Annwfn

    From the alcoves southern face we watch heavy rain drown the driveway divots   the downpour dimples and pocks those flood puddles   like endless tadpoles needling the water’s surface to gulp air with silver smiles   concentric saturnian circles widen as the...

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    Terpsickore: An Experiment in Rhyme

    Terpsickore:An Experiment in RhymeBy FlatDaddyShe’s not the girl he wanted,    she who haunted him and stalked    him and talked him into dance.Their romance, sparked by music,    He, too sick to see danger.    This dark stranger...

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    • An excellently rendered work, Syr! 🎖️

      Well struck in grammar, vivid imagery and emotional timbre, metaphoric fancies, and all around palpable appeal … left me with an eerie sensation, which I suspect, is part of your intent.
      The rhyme scheme is both entertaining, original, and would be creatively challenging to the average poet, I think. The seven-count lines in Quadra-Verse are also quite unique, as it’s rare (if ever) I’ve read this exact format.
      The endline/three-syllables-in rhyme scheme flows nicely, too … I like it very much and may give it a go!
      NitPick: Check the four syllables in on V6-L, the only rhyme that tripped me.

      Thank you, Syr Poet, most humbly and gratefully for the gracious invite! ⁓ Richard🖌

    • Well, that’s a damned nice deconstructive review, Richard, but I confess I’m at a loss as to your V6-L problem; I fail to see it. As I said earlier, I have absolutely no formal training. Never took a class in poetry; highschool English Lit was the closest I got to that. Everything else is self taught. I didn’t start writing til I was in my twenties, and that was all performance work, more geared to my dramatic training. I never thought about writing poetry on a serious level until about 2o years ago; took a 20 year hiatus from life in general when I was injured. Didn’t write so much as a dirty limerick during that time, and finally wanted to see what I could do on a serious level about ten years ago, and even then my concentration was on entertainment. Stuff like, Omniumgatherum, to stretch my head and entertain. So, can you explain in more non-technical terms? I would appreciate it greatly.

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    Awen Found

    Stare into the shadow’s moon eyes a crown of rain filled morning sky   lighting shock flooded lock   the trail winds through prehensile limbs horned owl knows where the tadpoles swim   ghostly grove bejeweled trove   bright colors paint the hills and hollows misted memory the golden...

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    The Rhyme of the Constant Voyage

    The Rhyme of the Constant VoyageBy FlatDaddyThe Captain was a cripple, patched o’er one o’ his black eyes,     But swaggered still and strutted as he spoke:“We’re going after treasure, lads, -- a worthy pirates’ prize!”     And gave...

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