Laura hosts Meeting the Bar in the Pub and asks us to write an invented stanzaic form poem called the "Sparrowlet" [six lines, eight syllables per line, and a complex rhyme scheme] Created by poet, Kathrine Sparrow.
Our townhome deck
assembled in chill, no mean feat
snow bathed in winter's soft conceit
wine bottles drained connoisseurs we
this modern work of art complete
a roaring fire reflections deep
no mean feat, assembled in chill
Great poem, Helen! Looks like they had a great time! Lol!
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
I love the thought of ‘snow bathed in winter's soft conceit’, Helen, which is counterpointed by the roaring fire.
ReplyDeleteWinter completes the art of chilled wine...a unique sparrowlet, Helen!
ReplyDelete...this is lynn :)
Deletelovely poem and really like the photo of your artwork out on the deck in the snow
ReplyDeleteI think it sounds wonderful with such a winter.
ReplyDeleteBrrrrr.🥶
ReplyDeleteSo lovely, Helen! Especially,"snow bathed in winter's soft conceit"!
ReplyDeleteDeliciously playful, both content, lexical games and sounds.
ReplyDeleteI love the sounds in this, Helen.
ReplyDeleteNo mean feat, the form or the art, but you did it beautifully and entertainingly.
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