Saturday, September 24, 2005

It's Alive!

On May 7, 2005, I created a new form of poetry, the Modicum. The form consists of five lines. The first containing three syllables; the second, third, and fourth lines all contain four; and the last line ends much like it began, with three syllables. The title is formed by two words, the first word of the poem, and another significant word in the poem, but not the second word. And it must express a complete thought.

Here are but a few examples, the first ones I wrote earlier this year:



endless touch


endless night
touch me again
caress my face
softer she does
in my dreams

~~~~~~~~~~~~


empty kiss


empty bed
hold my body
refresh my mind
so morning sun
can kiss me

~~~~~~~~~~~~


Warm Friends


Warm coffee
cup, cool black desk
notebooks, journals,
pens, my silent
office friends.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


fleeting shadows


fleeting mist
saturate me
replenishing
my dry shadow’s
man-like form

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

7 Comments:

Blogger Vickie said...

I really like these, James. I am going to have to try one. I, also, created a form, called a vicku. It started out as a double haiku. 5-5-7-7-5-5

10:45 AM  
Blogger Sir James E. Watkins said...

I saw that. I'll have to try a vicku as well.

Thanks for being around.

2:17 PM  
Blogger Erin said...

I really like this idea James. I'll have to try one!

3:59 PM  
Blogger Sir James E. Watkins said...

Do so, and grace the form.

7:43 PM  
Blogger Erin said...

I do believe I've done one! lol grace the form. One of these days I'm gonna fall off this pedestal and break my friggin neck James

*hug*
~E

11:51 PM  
Blogger Sir James E. Watkins said...

That would be much funnier if I hadn't really broken my neck.

9:17 AM  
Anonymous Keenan Watkins said...

*in my best Beavis voice* Heh heh, heh-she said break my friggin neck. Wow! That certainly was awkward.

4:03 PM  

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