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Becky’s Pantoum: On One Cool and Cloudy Day

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On one cool and cloudy day

The usually vibrant sun refused to brightly shine.

As I journeyed along the way

The silver sky threatened to rain.

The usually vibrant sun refused to brightly shine

Although birds did chirp and sing.

The silver sky threatened to rain

As I walked along a quiet lane.

Although birds did chirp and sing

From lush and leafy treetops in the air

As I walked along a quiet lane

Where the grass reflected emerald flair.

From lush and leafy treetops in the air

To the green carpeted ground

Where the grass reflected emerald flair

Raindrops started to drizzle down.

To the green carpeted ground

As the birds hushed their singing

Raindrops started to drizzled down

 I pivoted to return home again.

As the birds hushed their singing

While I journeyed along the way

I pivoted to return home again

On one cool and cloudy day.

Becky’s Pantoum: On a Frigid Winter Day

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On a frigid winter day

I peered into the brilliant blue sky;

Twas a rainbow in vivid lemon array

Stretching far and reaching high.

I peered into the brilliant blue sky

Feeling a sharp blustery breeze

Stretching far and reaching high

Over the pines and leafless trees.

Feeling a sharp blustery breeze

In the midst of this frozen land.

Over the pines and leafless trees

Ice crystals reflecting and refracting the sun.

In the midst of this frozen land

Twas a rainbow in vivid lemon array:

Ice crystals reflecting and refracting the sun

On a frigid winter day.

Becky’s Pantoum: Upon the Fringe of Deep Black Night

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Upon the fringe of deep black night

The sky remained a vast ocean of blue;

The perfect sphered moon shone its’ light

Casting a faint and ghostly hue.

The sky remained a vast ocean of blue

While a lone ship sailed the silent sea

Casting a faint and ghostly hue

On the lapping waves so deep.

While a lone ship sailed the silent sea

Searching for its faraway home;

On the lapping waves so deep

Voyaging onward all alone.

Searching for its faraway home

Beneath the canopy of darkness stretching on;

Voyaging onward all alone

Yet somehow hoping to perceive the distant sun.

Beneath the canopy of darkness stretching on

The perfect sphered moon shone its’ light;

Yet somehow hoping to perceive the distant sun

Upon the fringe of deep black night.

Becky’s Pantoum: Somewhere Deep inside the Forest

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Somewhere deep inside the forest

Like sky-scraping statues stood a cluster of trees.

While the evergreens remained firm and steadfast,

Leafy limbs swayed in the whispering breeze.

Like sky-scraping statues stood a cluster of trees

As two chattering squirrels scurried about;

Leafy limbs swayed in the whispering breeze

While they clamored and climbed the forking boughs.

As two chattering squirrels scurried about

Spying enticing acorns dangling way up high;

 While they clamored and climbed the forking boughs,

The squirrels scampered toward the sunlit sky.

Spying enticing acorns dangling way up high

While the evergreens stood firm and steadfast,

The squirrels scampered toward the sunlit sky

Somewhere deep inside the forest.

Becky’s Pantoum: On a Warm Summer Day

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While studying about poetry, I learned about a new form of poem known as a pantoum. Such a poem can contain a number of stanzas with each stanza making up 4 lines. The rule is to repeat the lines and in doing so link the stanzas together into a continuing story. Repetitive phrases begin in the 2nd stanza as the second and fourth lines of the first stanza become the first and third lines of the next stanza. Follow that pattern with each new stanza until the last. In the last stanza the 2nd and 4th line of the previous refrain still become the 1st and 3rd lines in the final stanza and then also the 1st and 3rd lines of the very first stanza become the 4th and 2nd lines of the last stanza respectively. The poem is linked together in one narrative, or story, with the very first phrase of the poem becoming also the conclusion.  

On a warm summer day

The lemon orbed sun had dawned

Stretching its transparent rays

To softly caress the ground.

The lemon orbed sun dawned

Waking the robins and chickadees to sing;

To softly caress the ground

While a twittering chorus does ring.

Waking the robins and chickadees to sing,

The sun continues to rise;

While a twittering chorus rings

Filling the endless prairie sky.

The sun continues to rise

Stretching its transparent rays;

Filling the endless prairie sky

On a warm summer day.