Harmonious Echoes

Like a pebble dropped into a pond
my thoughts go out to all around.
My thoughts are quite, quite silent,
dispersing ripples with no sound.

Two stones hit the water now.
double circles undulating round.
your thoughts mixed with mine
but still they do not make a sound.

But then you speak.
I hear your voice.
My heart it fills
with great rejoice.
The circles rush,
like waters falling,
because I hear
that you are calling.

And then you sing so sweet a melody
And then I feel, like some epiphany.
Your song of love that brings me to my knee
And then I ask, if will you marry me?

You answer, yes. My joy complete.
I stand again on unsure feet.
But we both know, it cannot be.
For I am four, and you are three.

I’ll ask again in twenty years
For now, just wipe away our tears.
And we just hope that it will be,
That we may live in harmony.

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Harmony” May 11, 2020

About the Ha’sonnet

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The Ha'sonnet

It takes some thought
but once you start
a simple plot
can become art
in the confines
of seven lines
and rhyme sublime

Ha’sonnet

Ha’sonnets are a short form of poetry invented in the RhymeZone poetry site by poets MHenry and Grant Hayes in May of 2016. They were created in the comments section for the poet Suz-zen’s wonderful poem ‘Farewell, Farewell,’ where Grant Hayes and MHenry discussed what to call four syllable line poems. This led to the additional constraints on the poem creating the Ha’Sonnet form.

Being short poetry makes the form best for describing vignettes, little moments of life, or the thoughts that pop into your head. It also lends itself to lighter, more humorous topics, though that is not a limitation.

Ha’sonnet Description

Ha’sonnets are roughly half of an Elizabethan style sonnet, and follow some of those sonnet rules in how they are created. They consist of seven lines of four syllables each. The first four lines set up the poem like the first two stanzas of a sonnet. The fifth and sixth line contain a little turn, or volta, preferably unexpected, like the third stanza of a sonnet. And the seventh line a resolution, or turn, like the final couplet of a sonnet.

For MHenry and Grant Hayes rhyme was optional, but if used the end rhyme scheme tended (but is not limited to) to be a b a b c c dd with the seventh line (dd) rhyming on the second and fourth syllable. MHenry added a four syllable title rule suggestion later. Rhyming ones in the scheme described are easier for me, and I find them quite fun to write.

Ha’sonnets were originally planned to be short form, single stanza poems, but sometimes I’ve created poems with multiple ha’sonnet stanzas (see the first blog post), or connected multiple ha’sonnet poems with a common theme into what could be a single longer poem.

To sum it up, to be considered a ha’sonnet the minimum requirements would be the syllable and line counts, the volta and the turn; the rhyme scheme is an extra level of challenge

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© Stephen W. Buchanan 2020

Remember them who grew not old. A poem for VE Day 2020

A tannoy sounds in the supermarket
Another in the mall,
We all stand still and upright
As we remember all.

I cannot remember,
And that goes for my son,
My grandchild can’t remember,
For he is only one

Although we can’t remember, as statues we still stand
Heads bowed and we remember the loved ones who were slain.
Although we did not know them, they weren’t our kith or kin.
We just know they went before us to a death that was insane.

Many English, German too, American, Japanese,
Australians and Indians, Canadians and Burmese.
Sent out to be slaughtered while the generals stayed behind,
Eating well and drinking tea, to casualties they were blind.

But we still bow our heads in prayer and we still remember them.
We pray for the next generation that they will not condemn.
War is for the foolish, politicians, generals, lords,
It’s not them that do the dying, they leave that to the hoards.

But war has changed since world war 2, but not for any easier,
With guided drones and cyber wars, it’s only just got sleazier.
So even though we knew them not, we still can shed a tear.
Because of their great sacrifice, we should not live in fear.

©Joseph R Mason 2020

Remembering.
Nineteen million dead in world war 1
Eighty million in world war 2

Angel of Sunshine

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It’s when you smile,

The clouds, they part.

The sun comes through

to break my heart,

I cannot live another day.

To see your face is the only way

But I surrender to this hell on earth,

That you should die while giving birth.

So now, my angel,

For that’s what you are.

The wound is deep and will leave a scar,

I swear he’ll know his whole life through,

even though he’ll not meet you,

that you his mother was always blessed

as mothers went, you were the best.

So walk beside me, angel mine.

together will three’ll be just fine.

But though your gone, you’ll not be missed.

‘Cause your still here, and in our midst.

And every time I see your smile,

the sun will shine for a little while.

©Joseph R. Mason 2020