This is my reply to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge #26: Constanza. Also, Today is Day Eighteen of 2016 NaPoWriMo.
Constanza ~ 5 or more 3-line stanzas
~ 8 syllables per line
~ rhyme pattern abb, acc, add, aee, aff, etc.
~ first lines combined also may be read as a poem
If this seems convoluted, imagine experiencing it on a daily basis. Not too surprising for me, this also happened to be the process for writing this particular poem. Originally, the first line was “The wheels turn, the miles fall behind.” It was to be a poem about how I process my thoughts (wheels turning) while traveling/driving. I suppose it still is.
Intertwined
Paths that reverse, twist, turn and wind
No line is straight, no route direct
Wandering through my intellect
Jumbled notions, not yet refined
Sights, sound and events to ponder
Easily lost as I wander
Disjointed thoughts, all intertwined
Some reoccur, some never seen
Sorting them a daily routine
Once in a while, thoughts are aligned
Thoughts are resolved, loose ends now tied
Shuffled, sorted, set to the side
A journey through my scattered mind
Experiment in indulgence
No mere modicum of patience
wonderful tour of the mind
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From an experienced guide. 😉
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We should start a club 🙂
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I’ve tried that. Other than a few bumps on my head and a severe headache, there was no change. 😉
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🙂
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Nicely done 🙂
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Thanks!
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Oh man I think I know where that place is. Yeah. 🙂
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It’s getting crowded in here!
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How did you get inside my head? 🙂
My husband is used to me blurting out random questions based on twisty, turning journeys going on in my mind.
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The answers are in here. 😉
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Haha!
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Wonderful! Works so well with the form.
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Well I have to say “all of the above”. My statements are famous for making no sense to anyone but me…(K)
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