Cemetery in the Spring

Hooray! Spring is officially here. I’ve started to see flowers poking their way from the ground. The scenery is greening, and the trees won’t be naked for long. I decided to start the month of April writing Diminished Hexaverse poems. I’ve never attempted this style, but it could be an exciting adventure in meter and word placement. It would be helpful if my muse made an appearance. I’ve heard rumors that he was booked in the delinquent Muse jail on a DWI charge. We need to have a long talk if he ever makes bail. I look forward to the challenge of writing in this style during April. I call this poem Cemetery in the Spring.

Diminished Hexaverse and Cemetery in the Spring

What is a Diminished Hexaversa poem? I’ve read several definitions of what makes up one of these poems. The easiest way to explain the process is as follows.

  1. The poem typically consists of five stanzas
  2. Five lines = stanza one
  3. Four lines = stanza two
  4. Three lines= stanza three
  5. Two lines = stanza four
  6. One line = stanza five
  7. This form might have more than five stanzas.
  8. The syllables correspond to the number of lines in the stanza.

It sounds like a simple form of poetry, but the writing could turn complex as the month unfolds.

Cemetery in the Spring

Lone yellow tulip
Warmed by the noon sun.
And three red balloons
Tied to a headstone,
Dancing in the wind.

Concrete angel
Watching over
Graves of the
Souls long time dead.

Trees with spring
Colors white
And pastel

Pinks and 
Bright greens


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10 thoughts on “Cemetery in the Spring

  1. I am not swayed
    By white tulips
    Sprouted from the ground
    By memories
    Of Lived Ones

    For memories
    Are thoughts
    And feelings
    Seeking to possess

    I stay outside the fence
    And walk by
    Never opening the gate

    The colors May entice
    Yet they are tethered too

    A stone so heavy to lift

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