Cro cumaisc etir casbairdni ocus lethrannaigecht: The Third Coming

Floors coated in newspaperpaint tins standing by,under the torn wallpaper,something caught my eye. Ancient text long forgotten,the message read clear.Jesus waz ere, twenty-ten,then, a sudden fear. If this tag was genuine,second coming gone,there must be a redesign,a third coming on. Now, how can I benefitYes, I think I know,The answer is evident:make a Netflix show … Continue reading Cro cumaisc etir casbairdni ocus lethrannaigecht: The Third Coming

Ae freislighe: The Starch Saviour

People in the afterglowmarch yourselves to the steeplePraise be to the potato starch saviour of the people Quatrain stanzas (4-line stanzas)7 syllables per lineLines 1 and 3 rhyme together, but they rhyme as three syllables (xxa)Lines 2 and 4 rhyme together as two syllables (xb)The final syllable, word, or line of the entire poem should be … Continue reading Ae freislighe: The Starch Saviour

Awdl Gywydd: Lay it Bare

Summon what was always thereLay it bare, at the church doorRelease your darkness with prayerThe devil may care no more Four lines, with seven syllables per line.The final syllable of the first and third lines rhyme with the 3rd-5th syllable of the following lines. Weekly Theme:Welsh Poetry Forms

Mystic Rite

Wild fragmentsAt the mercy of fireWhen scorchedin ancient traditionAndForged under pressureIgnite a raw potentialA single wispevokes vivid hopeThen blossoms with lifeWhose soft tendrils curlUpon escapeThey lift like a dancerin the lightpirouetting above theScalding murkA lost lovers scentAfter nights too longprickling the sensesAs anticipation peaksWe blessAnd give thanksFor this mystic riteOf the gods Happy International Coffee … Continue reading Mystic Rite