Diane Hine

Silver Star - 4,143 Points (25 July 1956)

Rondeau: Cycle - Poem by Diane Hine

A little warmth begins a wave
which dances on a network stave
of neurons growing intertwined.
Soft oscillations, safe confined,
a nascent mind in new bone cave.

Instinctively a life will crave
a pulse in phase to gently lave
in harmony, and so to find
a little warmth.

Eventually a life must waive
the frame it can no longer save.
The pattern quivers unaligned,
electric ‘I' to heat resigned,
and flowing from the past enclave,
a little warmth.


Comments about Rondeau: Cycle by Diane Hine

  • Bri Edwards (4/6/2015 1:17:00 PM)


    WHO makes up these poetic forms? ? ?

    ron•deau
    ˈrändō, ränˈdō/
    noun
    noun: rondeau; plural noun: rondeaux
    1. a thirteen-line poem, divided into three stanzas of 5,3, and 5 lines, with only two rhymes throughout and with the opening words of the first line used as a refrain at the end of the second and third stanzas.
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    Rondeau: Cycle Poem by Diane Hine


    A little warmth begins a wave
    which dances on a network stave
    of neurons growing intertwined.
    Soft oscillations, safe confined,
    a nascent mind in new bone cave.

    Instinctively a life will crave
    a pulse in phase to gently lave
    in harmony, and so to find
    a little warmth.

    Eventually a life must waive
    the frame it can no longer save.
    The pattern quivers unaligned,
    electric ‘I' to heat resigned,
    and flowing from the past enclave,
    a little warmth.
    =================================
    DIANe, As far as I’m concerned, you’ve done well enough, following the prescribed pattern! I doubt I’ll ever try one of these! I’m usually not THAT ambitious. I wonder if such a poem runs out of you quickly or slooowwlyyy. hmm? I don’t know what the “I” stands for, but I won’t lose any sleep over it. maybe some of my neurons will? are we talkin’ DEATH after BIRTH? a rhetorical question.

    great rhyming, etc., while still being (I think) understandable to me (I think!) . almost to MyPoemList. maybe it is too high class for my list?

    my favorite lines:

    “of neurons growing intertwined.
    Soft oscillations, safe confined, ”

    bri :)
    ===================================
    oh hell, i couldn't resist!

    Diane Hine

    Diane- Down-Under has been a clerk,
    but, Lord knows, she is sure no jerk.
    She does come up with real cool stuff.
    I never leave her writings in a huff.
    [To please her Readers, she does not shirk.]

    The next five lines (for me) may be tough;
    excuse me please, Readers, if it is rough.
    [If I can get through it, it will PERK …. me up.]

    She writes both of science AND of fluff,
    NOT too much of either, but “just enough”.
    I picture her standing on a windswept bluff,
    her speech softly female, never gruff,
    her words more full of play than of work..


    bri :)
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  • (4/15/2012 2:39:00 PM)


    Really good rondeau and very colorful lines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012



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