A French syllabic poetic form

Friday, May 20, 2005

No Words

All that's left, a broken pine bough.
Our love was bled one snowy day.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?

My bleeding heart found peace somehow.
Among these mangled bones, I pray.
All that's left, a broken pine bough.

No words to speak, nor thoughts allow.
This mourning veil, so thick to weigh.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?

Violets laid on your bier, prau.
Clouds above us dull blue and gray.
All that's left, a broken pine bough.

This day I 'll shed this long dark cowl.
That binds ...leave me one last foray.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?

Each in separate beds of down.
In nature's love of those lost lay.
All that's left, a broken pine bough.
Oh, how long have you been gone, now?

Trinity Reversal: Who is Dancing Now?

It must be a sign.
Orchid blades cast shadows.
Three dogs dancing in line.

The curve of her belly divine.
Fields of green, blossoming willows.
It must be a sign.

Rain on stone spills the trumpet vine.
Hauling timbre to the gallows,
Three dogs dancing in line.

Birds chant codes nil sine numine.
The bee roars from the hollows.
It must be a sign.

Crickets waxing in song combine.
Shifts of sky, below the shallows.
Three dogs dancing in line.

Can there be a secret in this trine?
The wisdom of men to follow.
It must be a sign.
Three dogs dancing in line.

nil sine numineit is like to the divine....


Notes:
three gods dancing
orchids/virgin/birth
curve of her belly/ divine
bee /roar/honeycomb/lion
shifts of sky below the surface/reversal