Posted in Ottava Rima

Lyrical Symmetry

They start with an image born from a seed,
carefully nurtured until they have grown.
Buried in darkness, they find themselves freed.
Words bind together, no longer alone.
Poetry blossoms, fulfilling a need
to capture a thought, to make it our own.
Poems inspire and offer us much
beauty to ponder, their spirit to touch.

© Susan Schoeffield

Written for the 1/14/15 prompt at Poetic Asides to write a “beauty” poem.

Posted in Cadae

In Tune

I’m content
in my own song.
stanza and chorus
harmonizes with the universe
where I’m
forever free to breathe
in all the music
around me.
This gift, of measured
rhythms and rhymes, resonates with
beauty in sunrises and sunsets
composing my melody.

© Susan Schoeffield

This is written in the mathematical poetry form called Cadae. In this poem, each line’s syllable count corresponds to the first fourteen digits of Pi (3-1-4-1-5-9-2-6-5-3-5-8-9-7). Since Pi is infinite, I suppose I could try writing The Never-Ending Poem … but not today.