Posted by Brad Osborne on September 28, 2020 · 5 Comments
Steel glows a cherried red glare,
Smith tosses sparks blow freed…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 27, 2020 · 22 Comments
The scandalous rum,
melts with setting sun…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 26, 2020 · 24 Comments
Fate hangs in azure strung long,
A narrow and harrowed path…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 25, 2020 · 8 Comments
If you couldn’t tell from the name, the byr a thoddaid is a Welsh form (like the gwawdodyn). And true to most Welsh forms, it is a good challenge.
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 24, 2020 · 17 Comments
The antiquity of binary thought,
Love bound to gender and the hate it brought…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 23, 2020 · 18 Comments
Since the dawn of time we have fought,
Millions of lives have been paid, nothing bought…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 21, 2020 · 17 Comments
I knew that you would come in time,
Robed boatsman on black Stygian float…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 20, 2020 · 25 Comments
I can smell your coffee,
As morning light dapples your hair…
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 19, 2020 · 28 Comments
Is the day soon coming for the poet,
When they will be replaced by AI?
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Posted by Brad Osborne on September 18, 2020 · 10 Comments
Today, we try our hands at a new (to me) French poetic form that incorporates a refrain like in a Villanelle, and eight-syllable lines like in a Kyrielle.
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