I decided to live dangerously in October. It’s a scary month, so I’m going to explore a form of poetry with stringent rules that moves at a rapid-fire pace. I’m going to write blitz poetry. This unusual style, developed by Robert Keim, has set rules using connecting phrases to create a 50-line verse titled Fall and Ghosts.
Line 1 is a short phrase or image. Line 2 is another short phrase or image using the same first word as line 1. Lines 3 and 4 start with the same word used as the last word of line 2. Then, lines 5 and 6 use the last word of line 4. This pattern is followed until line 48. Line 49 uses the last word in 48. Line 50 begins with the last word in line 47. The title is three words long. The title format is the first word of line 3, a preposition or conjunction, and the first word of 47. You can’t use any punctuation. Luckily, these poems don’t need to rhyme. This poetic adventure will either be a lot of fun or leave me frustrated. I almost made it. but I came down with COVID. This poem I will call Fall and Ghosts. It’s the first piece of writing I did for almost a month.
Fall and Ghosts
Evidence of change
Evidence of fall
Fall leaves turning
Fall crispness in the air
Air damp and chilly
Air moist with the scent
Scent of autumn leaves
Scent of vegetation decaying
Decaying before winters snow
Decaying to fertilize spring flowers
Flowers sweet and beautiful
Flowers to bring promise of renewal
Renewal of life and beauty
Renewal from a winter weary world
World plagued with cold
World plagues with threats
Threats that the bloom wouldn’t come again
Threats that the sun would no longer shine
Shine down upon humanity
Shine to give us warmth
Warmth in the cold places
Warmth in the dark night
Night without the cricket song
Night without the promise of morning
Morning bright and glistening
Mourning filled with promise of day
Day to seize opportunity
Day filled with potential
Potential to shine
Potential to become
Become my best self
Become freed to explore
Explore the world of fall
Explore the leaves of autumn
Autumn leaves falling from the trees
Autumn leaves crunching on the ground
Ground filled with castoffs
Ground filled with reds, yellows, and golds
Golds glimmering in the treetops
Golds in brilliant shades
Shades of a poet’s inspiration
Shades of trick or treat fantasy
Fantasy of laughter in the night
Fantasy of costume clad characters
Characters dressed like X-Men and Superheroes
Characters dressed like goblins and ghosts
Ghosts from a long-forgotten childhood
Ghosts to play havoc in my dreams
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This poetic post is really a great literary host
sinning the tales of ghost
within Nature’s most beautiful Season (*autumn*)!
You got TALENT!