Reason A. Poteet

Reason A. Poteet Poems

acrostic with a secret

Siesta - the time when every
Living mortal rests at mid-day.
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a reasonnet*

A'waiting once more the wonders at dawn,
a tired, empty muse paces the lawn
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blank verse, prayer

I am anxious and naturally I turn to you, my God.
I want your answer now but I am learning to wait in peace.
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a monchielle*

“I am all that you need.”
I detect a low voice,
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Do not wish on dandelions
makes a difference if you're Mayans.
Their winds blow through sacred tree,
the pod and seed.
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1. a partridge in a pear tree
Bird much loved for its tasty flesh,
of its spirit have we no thought?
Worship the Christ Child in the crèche
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Subtitle: Boys Will Be Boys

Male internal combustion knock
has much to do with raw fuel.
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senryu

mindless approach
two, eighteen, twenty, ten
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haiku

traces of spring
dandelion bubble heads
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free verse

A dreadful assault
dulled their sense of sympathy
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I hear the voice of Genesis
speaking words of creation…

Let it be – light, shine in darkness,
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Little girl child,
let me sing you a melody
a song to last
from now throughout eternity.
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sestet, ABCBDB

It is well-known that caterpillars
must gobble more and more each day
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haiku series

chill in the air
newly naked branches
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dectina refrain

My
unseen
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7/5 trochee (see below)

Doubt tries hard to take the scene.
Great Selene shines new
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B.C., seven hundred seventy-six
was the date of the first Olympic picks.
They spanned (these sportsmanship pioneers)
one thousand, one hundred, sixty-nine years.
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a pantoum

Some sixty years past my Paw owned a store.
A penny case held tiny toys and balloons
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canzonetta

Sweet great grandmother stitched history on cloth;
on samplers she published family events.
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Sicilian quintain ABABA

Subtitled: The Bully
'Who, What, When, Where, and Why'
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The Best Poem Of Reason A. Poteet

Sleep On My Mind

acrostic with a secret

Siesta - the time when every
Living mortal rests at mid-day.
Extreme heat requires naps after
Earth's equatorial high noon.
People pause at the hottest time

Of day. Some feed on reveries
Nodding off even from their play.

Meditative artist, master
Yoga practitioner, fine tunes

Mental exercise - that's sublime.
In the lightest of daydreams, I
Nudge my dissonant side to just
Desist from all labor and snore.

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