OctPoWriMo Day 23 (Regrets) – Echo Verse Poem – October 23, 2015

through the tree

I follow endless streams across the sky
– I
Watch the contrails weaving between a tree
– Free
Coming – going they’re never still
– Will
Inner peace – help me remain …
– Restrain
This ancient wanderlust  which fills my soul
– Control
Insistent visions of a new far off shore
– Ignore
The constant whispered insinuation that enthralls
– Calls
Echo – echoing across my mind
– Intertwined
With visions of migrant birds and jet planes
– Banes
Are the cursed contrails in the last light of red sunsets
– Regrets

© G.s.k. ‘15

Echo Verse:  An Echo Verse is when the last word or syllable in a line is repeated or echoed underneath to form a rhyming line, normally the last echo line becomes the title to the poem.

40 thoughts on “OctPoWriMo Day 23 (Regrets) – Echo Verse Poem – October 23, 2015

  1. I sometimes look at airplanes and wonder where the passengers on them are going. I wonder why they’re going where they’re going, and I begin to make up stories.
    I like the way each line flowed into the next with this poem. Nice!

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    • I love to do the same thing … and it’s just as interesting when one’s travelling on a train! This is an odd form and I enjoyed using it … I was also trying to see if it could be read as only “echos” and only sentences … such as:

      I
      free,
      will
      restrain
      control
      ignore
      calls –
      intertwined
      banes –
      regrets

      🙂

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  2. What an effective poem! So full of meaning and emotion. When I was driving my daughter to work this morning, she actually pointed out a contrail that looked like a rocket had taken off.

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  3. Ouf! mon âme était là…dans les nuages, dans les nuances de petits refrains, de regrets et de nostalgie. That poem just transported me…how I can relate to that mood…and this form is very interesting…I may try this soon, very soon.

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