Penelope Connor — ink girl poet
How do I tell you
about the ache I meet
when my day begins
–about how I feel
greedy and guilty
for the hunger in me?
How do I choose
the calm expression
the smile of generosity
when you reach for
another — and I love her!
In her I recognize
my need for you
— tell me what words
make that jealousy
un-monstrous and
embraceable?
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My mess is yours, your doubts are mine.
The way you hold my truth, I trust —
because you hand me yours, and just
pour out your fears like sweet, red wine.
I’m like a child — resist and whine.
My cares can leave me feeling trussed.
My mess is yours, your doubts are mine.
The way you hold my truth, I trust.
We let our weakness intertwine,
splash in the mud without disgust,
refuse to feed our wanderlust.
We know our love is genuine.
My mess is yours, your doubts are mine.
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POETIC FORM:
Rondel – a French form, similar to the rondeau and the triolet, consisting of 13 eight-syllable lines in three stanzas. Rhyme scheme = ABba/abAB/abbaA
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There’s a wolf at my back —
bristling fur, thick and black, and she
lends her power to me.
At my side, you will see a bear —
shoulders strong — fierce, dark stare.
Nearby too, see her there — she is
lioness, courageous —
my friend. She loves my mess as though
it was her own, I know.
We stand. We fight. We grow — as one.
We’ll climb until we’re done,
and stand there in the sun. We’ll dance,
unbowed by circumstance.
No foe with sword or lance – could stop
our progress to the top.
Our gaze need never drop — our pride,
found only in our stride.
In love we are allied, and strong.
To us we each belong —
our truth is now the song of pack.
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POETIC FORM:
luc bat – (vietnamese “six-eight”) Alternating lines of 6 and 8 syllables. The rhyme scheme renews at the end of every 8-syllable line and rhymes on the 6th syllable of both lines. No set length or subject matter.
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FORM DIAGRAM:
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AUDIO FILE:
Pen's Ink 