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Jul 7 · 241
Truth (in 10-words)
Measured
Facts
Using
Absolute
Knowledge
For
Defining
An
Inevitabl­e
Reality

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Free Verse
Standing close to the edge
At the dawn of their birth
They migrate from afar
Through warmer seasons
Carried by soft winds
Aroma from flowers
Leads to their nests
Perched high atop
Where hatchlings await
New foliage emerges
Nearby young lovers
Search for soul mates
Neap tides ebb and flow
Spring season brings change

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Poem About Spring
When we respect each other, there will be love.
Through mutual affection, we achieve peace .
Peaceful communities lead to harmony .
Tolerance and patience produce harmony.
Beauty and kindness are foundations of love.
With better understanding, we nurture peace.
With open hearts and minds, our thoughts seek love.
In each new connection, there is harmony .
We all share this earth, so why not strive for peace?

For coexistence, spread peace, love, and harmony!

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I'm using the pattern words: Peace, love, and harmony
The sound of death approaching near
Call to the battlefield was clear
To uphold, honor, and obey
No turning back, he chose to stay
For loved ones and those that were dear

Swallowing his pride, wiping tears
No pain did he feel and no fear
A soulful song, for him, they play
The sound of death approaching near

From above, an angel sings cheer
Saint Michael himself doth appear
Victory rings true, how brave were they
There is no night, no more the day
Their cry is all that he can hear
The sound of death approaching near

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feel free to comment - my attempt at a rondeau
A Poem About War
Jul 1 · 132
About A Clock
The clock strikes an hour
As pendulum swings to and fro
Measuring beats in each second
Machinery sensing vibrations
The towering clock stands tall
High and mighty above us all
Announcing time to go
The chiming bells doth ring an echo
Sounding an alarm
Stopping the wanderings
Of a mind that senses the gap
Marking one's existence
In the space-time fabric
The duration that elapsed
Returning to the present
Knowledge of the current
Time that is displayed
By two hands splayed
Occupied in a corner
Defining its place
Carving out its own space
For the lone individual self

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In this poem, the triggering subject is the clock. The generated subject is a sense of time. Movement is created by association.
Drenched in the rain that won't cleanse my soul,
Within the heart, restless passions arise.
The storm subsides; what's left is a hole.
Give up everything, for you, is it wise?

  A world that laughs and scoffs at poetry,
  Accusing love's magic as wizardry.
  Written in stars, by Gods, is destiny.
  Purified by our youth and chastity,

  In my own shelter I find belonging.
  A true heart's desire I could not sense.
  Sweet and pure like a song to be singing,
  Feelings I hide are thoughts I have misplaced.

  Once again, lost memories come to life,
  Tormented to be in my grief and strife.

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I'm a student and always improving on my writing! Feel free to leave comments :)  My entry to the Shakespearean Sonnet Poetry Contest.
https://www.wcv.k12.ia.us/vimages/shared/vnews/stories/57a0efd8c97d6/SONNET%20Notes.pdf
There are fourteen lines in a Shakespearean sonnet. The first twelve lines are divided into
three quatrains with four lines each. In the three quatrains the poet establishes a theme or
problem and then resolves it in the final two lines, called the couplet. The rhyme scheme of the
quatrains is abab cdcd efef. The couplet has the rhyme scheme gg. This sonnet structure is
commonly called the English sonnet or the Shakespearean sonnet, to distinguish it from the
Italian Petrarchan sonnet form which has two parts: a rhyming octave (abbaabba) and a
rhyming sestet (cdcdcd).
This circle must complete
With each of Earth's orbit
It's a cycle that will repeat

But when global warming
Triggers mass glacial melting
From ozone layer's depleting

Where oil spills can ruin an ocean
Being used as garbage collection
Causing every ecosystem's suffocation

More landfills from over-consumption
Still, we opt for deforestation
Resulting in fresh water reduction

In disrupting her delicate cycle,
Can we understand that excess is not natural?
Wounded, it takes her longer to heal!

Like our mother, she has borne us all
Give her love! Must we watch her fall?
Open your eyes! Let's heed her call!

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A Poem About Earth Day (Free Verse)
Jul 1 · 159
Summertime (Triolet)
As grass withers from the scorching heat
So brightly burns the summer sun
My sunburnt skin dampens with sweat
As grass withers from the scorching heat
Cool ice cream can make a nice treat
Remembering summer as being fun
As grass withers from the scorching heat
So brightly burns the summer sun

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This is a triolet about the summer season.
The night sky paints a medley
Of shimmering red, white, and blue
Announcing the birth of a nation
Whose future gleams brighter
Than all the stars above, crying
In independence, bursting with joy
For freedom from a king intolerable
Declaring a new democracy
O'er a land filled with opportunity
Marking the spirit of Fourth of July

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This poem uses imagery and is free verse.
sharpcastuser Jun 30
(1)
Freeway rush hour |
Occupied by thoughts of you, |
I miss the exit

(2)
Oh sensitive plant!  |
At my touch, your shy quiver  |
Makes me think of her

(3)
O Sensitive plant  |
A Quick shiver from my touch  |
Reminds me of her

(4)
On the store window  |
Posters of a rising star  |
Memories of her

(5)
The glass store window  |
Displays posters of pop stars |
Looking down at me

(6)
In the night sky  |
Light from waxing crescent moon  |
Reflects my mind

or

At Dawn's twilight |
The moon fades and sun rises |
Reflecting my mind

(7)
I gave you control  |
Power over life and death  |
How you let me live

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Haiku on Being in Love
To Be In Love
sharpcastuser Jun 30
Upon the arrival of spring
He waits patiently by her side
The news of a marriage we bring

In the chapel, the bells doth ring
The young groom announces his bride
Upon the arrival of spring

To mark this occasion we sing
As friends gather from far and wide
The news of a marriage we bring

O Angel of love spread your wings
Forever here, may love reside
Upon the arrival of spring

The day is marked with their wedding
On this path, together they stride
The news of a marriage we bring

A new leaf their hearts be turning
Passions no longer will they hide
Upon the arrival of spring
The news of a marriage we bring

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A Villanelle About Spring Romance
sharpcastuser Jun 30
God has hope for us in His world.
Can't let their egos get me down.
Love for him in my heart I hold.

His trust is what makes me feel bold.
Makes me wear His strength like a crown.
God has hope for us in his world.

With His Faith like shimmering gold.
In his sea of peace, I will drown.
Love for him in my heart I hold.

Time and again, we have been told.
In times of sorrow, to hold ground.
God has hope for us in his world.

Lies dissolve, the truth will unfold.
Pain and suffering are unbound.
Love for him in my heart I hold.

Without Him, my conscience was cold.
In His Love, my soul I have found.
God has hope for us in his world.
Love for him in my heart I hold.

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Villanelle spiritual
A villanelle about having hope in times of trouble.
Apr 2013 · 525
Haiku: Life in Cubicle 2
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
The meeting convened
Issues brought to the table
Remain unresolved
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 406
Haiku: Life in Cubicle 3
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Design documents
Fail to consider failures
Require redesign
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 376
Haiku: Life in Cubicle 4
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Number of spaces
Fail to meet coding standards
Prompting discussions
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 377
Haiku: Life in Cubicle 4
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Approving test plan
For new functionality
Using old platform
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 337
Haiku: Life in Cubicle 5
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Product managers
Try to document clearly
The failing project
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 382
Haiku: Life in Cubicle 6
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
After the release,
Engineering department
Senses much relief
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 485
Haiku: Life in Cubicle 7
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Approaching deadlines
Their status reports reveal
Childish excuses
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
With eyes cast down
The Physicist's lost gaze
Revealed deep thoughts
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 542
Haiku: The Village 3
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
With curtains lifted
Sunlight passing through her eyes
Reveal dark circles
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 492
Haiku: The Village 2
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Moaning of the wind
At this hour of the night
Sounds unnatural
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 345
Haiku: Through Dorman Grove
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Two tall palm trees
Against the strong breeze
Remained stoic
Inspired by a recent visit to Dormann Grove at Stanford- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 605
Haiku: Life in a Cubicle
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Arriving to work
I find the meetings cancelled
So I work from home
copyright 2011 sharpcastuser.com- From Haiku: Collected Works
Apr 2013 · 534
Haiku: The Village
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
The roar of the waves
Through the slit of their small hut
Awakens the babe
copyright 2011 sharpcastuser.com- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Dry twigs dot the floor
Like brown cheeks blushing
Turn deep red
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Art building facade
Covered by aged redwoods
Behind Dorman Grove
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Young Manzanita
Struggling to stand beneath
An aged redwood
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Tips of four redwoods
Pointing at the sky met
With bell tower spire
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
In a tight circle
The great majestic redwoods
Hide Stanford's gift
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Through the totem pole
A grim creator looks down
Onto Dorman Grove
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Smells of fertile soil
Amid fragrant earth lies
Birth of new foliage
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Amidst the thicket
Of dense pines and redwoods
Visions of clear sky
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Midst the dense fog
Over tightly twisted vines
Stands tall a street lamp
- From Haiku: Collected Works
sharpcastuser Apr 2013
Four aged redwoods
Contrast in age standing near
Young manzanita
- From Haiku: Collected Works
Nov 2011 · 317
Love (in 10-words)
sharpcastuser Nov 2011
You
Always
Knowing
Exactly
When
I
Am
Thinking
Of
You

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Nov 2011 · 916
Resolute (Villanelle)
sharpcastuser Nov 2011
You have firmly made up your mind
There is nothing for me to say
Left in the dark, I’ve become blind

For such pride, you left me behind
What I thought was hurt, you thought play
You have firmly made up your mind

Love sours like dry lemon rind
Our differences, like night and day
Left in the dark, I’ve become blind

At this point, becoming unkind
In taking more than what I gave
You have firmly made up your mind

Need I say more, just to remind
Being the one having to pay
Left in the dark, I’ve become blind

History repeats like tapes rewind
Always what you like, what you may
You have firmly made up your mind
Left in the dark, I’ve become blind

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Nov 2011 · 964
The Devotion (Triolet)
sharpcastuser Nov 2011
The moment when we met
All my sins washed away
You forgave all my debts
The moment when we met
To receive your love, I wept
Like rapture on Judgment Day
The moment when we met
All my sins washed away

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I hope you like my triolet.
Nov 2011 · 920
Haiku: Early Morning
sharpcastuser Nov 2011
A cuckoo's first cry  |
At the early morning hour |
Disturbs the slumber
       ~~~
At the edge of dawn |
An early morning riser |
The tweeting songbird
        ~~~

At early morning |
Sound of water falling |
Rain in paradise
I hope you enjoy my haiku. More collections at: http://www.writers-network.com/index.cgi?m=1&view;=161981
Nov 2011 · 3.2k
The Lamp
sharpcastuser Nov 2011
A beacon of light in darkness
Radiating its energy
Defining each object in its colors
Standing out from all others
Emitting rays of hope
Fails me not on stormy nights
Burning bright and glimmering
Through the sconce on the wall
The lamp, like a shining star
Brings warmth to my soul

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In this poem, the triggering subject is the lamp. The generated subject is hope. Movement is created by association.
Nov 2011 · 1.8k
The Sunset (Triolet)
sharpcastuser Nov 2011
Dark sky with amber stains
Sinking sun casts shadows over the plain
Fields of wheat redden for each strand of grain
Dark sky with amber stains
Wild horses sleep as their wanderings refrain
Full moon reigns over the terrain
Dark sky with amber stains
Sinking sun casts shadows over the plain

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Feb 2011 · 1.7k
A Day In Lampang
sharpcastuser Feb 2011
Another day breaks
As the rising amber sun
Like a tireless watcher
Casts its rays down
The narrow slits of the thatched
Roofs of the village huts.
In the streets, playing
Hide and seek, small kids
Disappear into winding alleys.
Weaving hearts, young girls
In flower shops adorn
The soft petals of the Jasmine
Picked from the nearby fields,
While young boys arrange the
Ripe, freshly picked coconuts on
The fruit vendors’ mats, as
The shop doors open to the
Din of the morning rush hour,
Above their heads, the freshly washed,
Laundry is hung out to dry
On the balconies overlooking
The curving dirt road where
A bullock cart slowly crosses
The wet rice plantations
To the other side as
A distant factory alarms
The start of the new day
In the villages of Lampang

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Jan 2011 · 1.1k
The Tides (Triolet)
sharpcastuser Jan 2011
Tides ebb and flow
A circle now complete
What washed ashore will go
Tides ebb and flow
Cast into the sea below
Destined to repeat
Tides ebb and flow
A circle now complete

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Jan 2011 · 1.5k
The Mirror
sharpcastuser Jan 2011
The mirror on the wall
Its cold, glassy stare
Like an intentional glare
At Life captured as a reflection
Observing an image frozen
In our mind , the boundaries
Confined within us defining
Formation of a self-image
Instant Imprints of our conscience
That's searching through the depths
Of one's soul for the affirmations
Needed to sustain an ego
Standing tall over the mantle
Outlining the walls of a room
With hues from a color spectrum
Reflecting light onto the face
Of an onlooker whose eyes gaze
Into this mirror that's on the wall

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