watch cloud (see you)

Some new Seventeen Syllable poetry. No pictures, this time.

Sometimes, if I feel there is more to say than I wish to squeeze into a single poem, I extend the theme. In this way, Seventeen becomes 34 or 51 syllables, but remains true to the idea of brevity.

I think.

Seventeen Syllable Poetry

I watch
every cloud

survey atmosphere

jet trails
spear the sun

. . .

a wish

on blue

I feel the heart
and know
right there
you are

. . .


seeing you

it is only cloud

and I
so earthly bound


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How to read short poetry

Link to my article on How To Read Short Poetry

Frank Prem Poetry

<phew> It’s taken all day but I’ve managed to distract myself by putting a few thoughts together on the subject of reading short poetry. Probably talking through my hat, but if you care to read what I’ve done, with a few recorded samples, here is the link:

Hope you enjoy.

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talking (too many years)

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