Digging for Gold -- a Poem for Sunday
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Digging for gold;
hard way for riches
2 Chilly
days and nights freezing buns, no moon
3 Sniffles,
rained, Klondike, how I caught my cold
4 Coughing
every moment. Tough life we've made
5 Soon
sure I'll stop and watch you dig for gold
7 Dig where we last saw the rainbow's end, bold
8 Mansions
we'll build to stay warm through the
night
9 Wealth isn't
pleasing, now we dig for mold
10 Let us
reconsider. Have we enough
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Photo and Poem Copyright, 2018 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Gillena Cox at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Fashion me your words to fold ~ RAINBOWS, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/02/fashion-me-your-words-to-fold-rainbows.html
- I'm linked with Gillena Cox at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Fashion me your words to fold ~ RAINBOWS, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/02/fashion-me-your-words-to-fold-rainbows.html
- Gillena has devised a "new" form which she calls "Fold". I think I have written this in Fold form. It is an eleven line poem with lines five (5) and eleven (11) repeating the ending word or phrase of the first (1) line. All the other odd lines, three (3), seven (7), and nine (9) should rhyme with the ending word of the first (1) line. And if possible make reference to a like of hers, a rainbow - She has published her forms or information of them HERE and HERE .
- Photo was one I took while on a half hour walk on the trails in the Green Zone, for flood control, starting at the end of our street. Fog was obscuring the view of the other side of the small stream that runs through.
- Photo was one I took while on a half hour walk on the trails in the Green Zone, for flood control, starting at the end of our street. Fog was obscuring the view of the other side of the small stream that runs through.
Labels: Humor(?), Poem, Poem forms, Real Toads, Syllabic Form, Walk Pictures
posted by Jim @ 2/25/2018 04:54:00 PM
5 comments
5 Comments:
well done Jim :) it seems a bit fussy, this form, but when you break it down, it's really quite lovely and adds a certain pace and rhythm that lends itself to a sharper focus on topic and subject - and in this vein, you've mined for gold and founds the true treasure of the rainbow, knowing when you have enough and what wealth truly is ... and that's a gorgeous and lush image too - wonderful compliment. Cheers!
Wonderful, Jim. Gold at the end of the rainbow.
Yes... let others do that... the thought of having enough is actually a healthy one
Its interesting that you juxtaposed fhe rainbow's end and satisfaction rather than greed. I see you numbered your ljbes to help you in writing true to the form. Good job. Im impressed
Much💖love
Lovely photo - mist and fog are always so much fun to play with when out with the camera. True treasure is a heart of gold - not possessions.
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