Breeze breeds a gust
gust grows into squall
squall expands to gale
gale hurries hurricane
A gust grows into a wild wet squall
rocks the boat as they shorten sail
sit over the side of the little yawl.
Continuous squalls expand to gale
as crew in fear decides to hail
the lifeboat – pray let it not fail
Gale becomes a hurricane
lifeboat hesitates, constrained
remains in port. The elements prevail.
a horrid trimeric poem for dVerse and Octpowrimo day 9, where the prompt is to write about the elements.
good that they stayed in the harbour and didn’t get caught out in the storm
have a nice Saturday
much love…
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made me want to grab my raincoat 🙂
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I love the onomatopoeia.
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Though the form doesn’t have to rhyme, I very much like the way you’ve used rhyme to good effect.
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Elements prevail indeed. Even the rescuer is staying put. Nice imagery.
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This made me think of the coasts of Brittany where the perils of the sea are so real. I felt the influence of your setting in this.
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Hurricane heArt sMiLEs wiND..
SpiRit ExpresSinG HearT..
SoUl Balancing..
Body and Mind…
spiRit ExpresSinG HearT
Move.. connect.. create..
Body and MiNd Balance..
SoUl Balancing
Time is now..
only now..
Body and Mind
Bride and Groom
ONE practice Storm..:)
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definitely enjoyed the chain of events… 🙂 Well penned!!
I like discovering new forms. Looks like I have a new one to experiment with.
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They do’t have to rhyme – that’s just how the poem wrote itself.
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Oh, we better stay inside and huddle I thinks. I like your variation to the form
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Crescendo effect!! 🙂
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Stormy music is exciting.
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Very timely as Joaquin did some damage on the coast. Storms can be peaceful and violent-you showed the extremes well.
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This builds some excitement. Im a bit of an open seas storm nut…its not smart but i love them!
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Such a strong & effective use of the form 🙂
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enjoyed the storm:) love how you built up to it.
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Late last evening, I was talking about the weather extremes of the Canadian Maritimes and they are very much like you’ve captured here. I do admit a fondness for storms though 🙂
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Weather portrayed in all power and strength.
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I wonder whether your poem was a response to recent weather conditions that affected your area and the seamen there.
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No. Simply responding to the two prompts.
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Ah, you have shown well how a breeze can build to a hurricane. I liked the progression. And..yes, it was an interesting variation of the Trimeric form!
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Well best to wait in safety until the storm passes by ~
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I got a little nauseous reading this – I get seasick in the bath 😦
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Poor you.
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love this variation of the form….
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I find exact repetition of a line boring! I obey the spirit of the form rather than the letter.
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Very evocative. Poor little dinghy…
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Elements somehow glide smoothly in this write… 🙂
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RNLI to the rescue!
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