Divining Rod

I am happy March has arrived, and I can put my adventure with the Aquarian metered poetry behind me. I’ve decided to move into new territory. In the past, I have devoted myself to writing a single style of poetry for the month. Writing in the same style for thirty days can get tiring, so I will lunch a new way of attacking my poetic journey. I will explore three new types of poetry in March, and I plan to write Breccbairdne, Blackout, and Brady’s Touch poems. This poetic adventure will teach me many important lessons about meter and rhythm.  Let’s get started. This poem is a Brady’s Touch poem I called Divining Rod.

Brady’s Touch and Divining Rod

Maryann-Merryweather Travis created the Brady’s Touch style of poetry in November 2006 to honor Allen Brady. This style of poetry is a 2 stanza 10-line poem. It follows the pattern listed below. I sometimes broke the rules and added 2 more stanzas for fun.

1. 2 quintets or 5-line stanza with a specific rhyme and syllable count

2. Each stanza follows the same pattern 9-9-8-8-2 syllables

3. Rhyme scheme is abcde abfde

4.  The second stanza should be a replica of the first in the length of lines and rhyme.

Divining Rod

Like a divining rod drawn to damp
Cool water dwelling under the ground
I’m pulled toward your presence
Whenever my heart feels you near
Breathless

Lungs longing for air need to revamp
A heart drew toward pain to confound
Should never search for hidden things
And meanings that were never clear
Senseless

You were not meant to give my heart wings
But to fetter my feet in dark soil
You bubble with promises sweet
Yet to fool my divining rod
Restless

You are like the sad siren who sings
But in truth, an evil gargoyle
I wonder what attracted me
To your fabricated façade
Useless







Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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