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Fallen Souls – A Pantoum
Fallen souls dominate our historyGhosts show us the souls of mysteryCastles ruin their ancient artistryGraves forgotten recall lost glory Ghosts show us the souls of mysteryAnd now we gather to imbibe our miseryGraves forgotten recall lost gloryFallen angels crumbled in false victory And now we gather to imbibe our miseryHoping for rescue by techno…
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They (A Pantoum)
She mastered the art of appearing sincereHe wandered after her just to keep her nearShe rambled away only to reappearHe tore his soul out and seemed to disappear He wandered after her just to keep her nearShe pranced around with him as her souvenirHe tore his soul out and seemed to disappearHe begged and…
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Sunday (A Pantoum)
I heard about the poetry format known as the pantoum this morning from Pádraig Ó Tuama’s wonderful Poetry Unbound Substack. You can read about the format here (it is a free article on his Substack). As I am very found of restrictive formats such as Haiku I find the Pantoum fascinating. Below is my…