Kelly Lunes *
Decimated Hearts
Hollowed by
Senseless tragedy
Broken Bayonet
Beneath skin
Sporadic greetings
Cadaver on slab
Shaking head
Younger everyday
Amassing fortune
Voiceless tongue
Lip-syncing silver
Home for arsonists
Burning up
With each season’s
change
Collom
Lunes**
The gray squirrel
Scurried up the dying oak
Acorn in hand
Pineapples, Cherries, Orange
Combined in a large bowl
Along with grapes
The dogs know
When someone is almost near
Enemy or friend
Candle smoke rises
Permeating vanilla throughout the air
As it flickers
God provides answers
One can pray outside church
As they should
Amateurishly painted mural
Accepted for this Thursday’s show
Displayed beside Monet
Old gnarled root
Rising from beneath the earth
Upsetting the landscape
A beautiful noise
Brings balance to chaotic days
Of silent unrest
It is rude
To turn away as one
Extends their hand
A fallacy of
Recognition, often is seen, when
Darkness covets light
·
Kelly Lunes
are three line poems where each line is restricted to a 5-3-5
syllable count respectively
·
Collom Lunes
are three lines poems where each line is restricted to a 3-5-3 word
count respectively
Stop
on over to D’verse were Sam Peralta discusses the Lune tonight. It is the first Form-For-All of 2013, and a
really fun form to play with. I’ve
offered some examples of each type here.
They are easy to think of and again, very fun. So make sure you stop on by the pub, read Sam’s
excellent article on the Lune and visit the linky, where you can read those
linked up by the other poets, and also share a Lune post of your own.
