by Patricia Furstenberg
Days fall behind on this life
Even a donkey pulls the carriage with dreams
Dusty road tamed, time creased
Men dancing like horses came our way.
Even a donkey pulls the carriage with dreams
Tell-tales ribbons, walnut staffs hold meaning
Men dancing like horses came our way.
Freezing mid-air jumps the ancient tale.
Tell-tales ribbons, walnut staffs hold meaning
Festive shouts or war-cries tamed
Freezing mid-air jumps the ancient tale.
Fearless warriors turned dancers with chiming bells.
Festive shouts or war-cries tamed
Sun draws shadows lost in iconography
Fearless warriors turned dancers with chiming bells.
We witness life winning over death once gain
Sun draws shadows lost in iconography
Tell-tales ribbons, underfoot crumbling hells
We witness life winning over death once gain
Fearless warriors turned dancers with chiming bells.
Tell-tales ribbons, underfoot crumbling hells
Perpetual cycle keeps death away.
Fearless warriors turned dancers with chiming bells.
Days fall behind on this life
6 comments:
Russell, it is an honor being published on the Plum Tree Tavern. Thank you!
This is one of my favorite forms of poetry. And this one is wonderful. Thanks for sharing it.
Thank you so much, Staci. I salute your visit and love for poetry.
I am honored to have a verse celebrating my cultural legacy published on Plum Tree Tavern.
This seems like it must be a difficult form to follow. This is wonderful and the first time I've seen this form (that I remember). Very well done!
I find it enchanting, Dan. Writing a pantoum, for me, is like plaiting your thoughts into a braid. You pull one idea, hold it tight, then weave another one while trying not to let the first one escape. :)
Thank you so much for visiting here and reading my verse.
Best wishes,
Patricia Furstenberg
It's a great honor, indeed. I'm doing my Snoopy dance for you!
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