This poem is called a Rhupunt, a Welsh form, and I learned about it from the Saturday Mix. I am also sharing it with the Writers’ Pantry.
The morning sun
When day’s begun,
On everyone
Does shine brightly.
The finches sing
On this late spring
Day unfolding —
And yet nightly
Returns the moon,
With face like runes,
And I hope soon
More hope to see.
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Uplifting!
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A nice flow and meter to the words here!
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Beautifully rendered!! 💝
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There is so much around us still to give us confidence and satisfaction. Let’s hope a few months more will let us see the light.
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Returns the moon with face like runes. Great line!
~Cie from Dark Hearts Love Too~
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Delightful! That would be an interesting form to play with.
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I love this so much, Jenna! It reads like a spell dancing with a prayer and brewing the most wonderful sort of bright. And goodness gracious, we so need that bright!
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I needed a lift…thank you
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interesting form, a delight to read.
let’s hope there are more morning suns shining brightly in these tough times.
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i love how you used the rhyming scheme there. you did it very well i enjoyed it. Great work!
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