C-PTSD Sestet (Retiring)

That post-traumatic stress disorder
Applies to life experiences
Beyond those of returning soldiers
Is what the latest theorists tell us
Some childhood traumas can recur
Until successfully addressed



Tonal Language Sestet (Adorning)

The pros and cons of music scoring
Are evident for all to see.
For simple chanting, marks sufficed
Until polyphony was added
And changing keys made us rethink
To let us set a newfound glory.


Borders Poem (Quatrain w. Tones)

,- ,- ,-,
No matter how unbounded
A2# C3 A2# C3 A2# D3 G2
,- ,- ,-
We think the world may be
A2# C3 A2# C3 A2# D3
,- ,- ,-,
We run into the edges
A2# C3 A2# C3 A2# D3 G2
,- ,- ,-
That limit what we see
A2# A2 G2 G2# A2 G2


Dreifachgänger Sestet (Polarising)

Last night I dreamt I had two bodies
And strangely both of them were dead
I saw them lying in a corner
And who, I wondered, was I now
My spark of life had grown those copies
And where from here might we be headed?


Dreifachgänger Poem (Free Verse)

Last night I dreamt I had two dead bodies
And both of them were mine
I was aware and seeing them
From what I wondered was a third one now
My spark of life had grown those bodies
Might it have done so once again?


Aging Poem (Quatrain w. Tones)

,- ,- ,-
Whose wrinkled skin is this?
E3 F3 E3 A3 F3 E3
,- ,- ,-
Oh surely not it’s mine.
C3 D3 C3 E3 G2# A2
,- ,- ,- ,-
For after all I’m not that old,
E3 D3 C3 D3 C3 E3 C3 A2
,- ,- ,-
I’m only twenty-nine.
C3 B2 A2 G2# E2 A2


Growth Poem (Amphibrach)

There’s some kind of hunger that makes us uneasy
Ethereal, physical, both kinds comprise it
Suppressing, ignoring are done at our peril
Much better expressing them to the eternal.


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