beauty’s in the happy
birds who are on the wing
voices who love to sing
beautiful all
beauty’s in the moment
puppy chasing a bug
child reaches out to hug
beautiful all
beauty’s in the vision
the marriage vows I Do
athlete’s new running shoes
beautiful all
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
I’m Annette Rochelle Aben and writing has been my go-to for creative expression, emotional release, and a way to boost my GPA since I was a child. I am thrilled to be a part of Poetry Treasures.
When I first started writing poetry, I never knew much about it, except to know that (to me) a good poem HAD to rhyme. Gee whiz, have I ever been schooled through connecting with other writers and poets here in the blogsphere. One of my favorite poetry styles is called SYLLABIC POETRY. And one of my favorite forms of said style is the ABHANGA. An ABHANGA is a 4-line poem in which the first 3 lines contain 6 syllables each and the last line has 4 syllables. Also, the 2nd and 3rd lines must rhyme with each other.
Here is a poem I wrote titled: SUPER SISTER and it is inspired by a very timely event occurring in my sister’s life. As the older sister, I want to vanquish the bad guys and make her problem disappear, but ah… please read on.
I wanted to step in
to prove I have her back
it’s not courage I lack
it’s not my fight
right now, she needs support
reminders of her strength
me to stay back some length
for she’s got this
For this poem, I wrote a DOUBLE ABHANGA, as I felt that the thought needed to be expanded. Sometimes we can love someone so much that we forget that love doesn’t mean smothering another’s flame. Unless she asks me to help her, to do so would be disrespectful.
Thank you for sharing this SYLLABIC POETRY moment with me and I look forward to learning that you have obtained a copy (or two) of Poetry Treasures.
Keep in touch, eh? https://annetterochelleaben.wordpress.com
Your birth certificate
Journey’s passport given
Wish to explore driven
Map out your life
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2021/05/25/weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-227-themeprompt/
Peeking behind the green
There’s pink, red, and yellow
Somewhat shy these fellows
Tulips are proud
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
Fry eggs on the sidewalk
Yes, it’s sure hot enough
But who would do that stuff
Kids will be kids
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
