Sometimes the most wonderful things of all might seem to be accidental


Circular Tune

A circular tune is orbiting
Around my heart
A dormant loon is doubting
His rusty flying art

A burning moon is keeping
Earth on universal time
The edge of doom at high noon
Writes a sizzling rhyme

Blazing stars at death fall
Are spooling for a race
Meet at Mars to challenge
The moon's blind face

Milky way's womb all time-spent
Left a lighted room for mind
We swim emotion's ocean
In a school of our own kind.






Poetry by heterodynemind
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Written on 2010-01-01 at 17:32

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Welcome to poetbay, and what a wonderful poem to introduce yourself with...you sound like you are in love with life and your poetry sizzles in sublime rhyme. love those lines, so true, we have to be on the edge of doom to writing sizzling rhyme, to be sure.

Smiling at you

Tai
2010-01-10


Rob Graber
Nice write, and I second William's perceptive comment about its sound. The conclusion is especially memorable. (Note that line 12 needs "moon's.")
2010-01-01



Amazing the way you introduce the pattern of "ooh" sounds at the beginning of the poem and successfully sustain it throughout the poem. Carefully structured and crafted. Nice work.
2010-01-01