Wonderful Lives: A Trigee Poem

A shared vow, or....................A single life's
promise; either one is.............full and free, by virtue of being
the first page of.....................the fabulous fusion of
a deeply absorbing,.................fascinating,
twisting and turning,................poignant,
marvelous novel.......................and brilliant poems.

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Saccade

I am, from plank to plank,
each planck time, planck length link.
A trillion, trillion, trillion pass
before, therefore I think.

I wend a wilful way,
response to causal sway,
a world line traced by agency
and surface interplay.

I view a fractioned frieze,
a latticework of chinks,
like luminescent plankton seas,
with bright poetic winks.

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Monarch Dictum (a tridectina refrain)

M eet
O ne of
N ature's most
A daptable
R oyal butterflies;
C harismatic Monarch.
H is practical contrivance,
D etermines her compliance. The
I nformative appliance, detects
C apacity and alliance status.
T hus he'll fix, the composition of his mix.
U nder milkweeds, rests, paired black and orange vibrance.
M eet one of nature's most adaptable royal butts

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Golden Pheasant

How wisely, she is camouflaged, while the cock blazes like an
…X……He is the bright plumed target for hunters to focus
……on………Heroes have been bred by her critical
………eye………….Hens select the showiest
…….......mate……………His resplendent
……………dress………………Her
………………choic e…………...!

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

A Cavort

A portal to infinity?
Pray tell it's cardinality?
As Cantor taught of heirarchy
the goal besought falls short.

Immortal highest entity?
From which low unswart Chort sprang he?
We're caught in clear tautology;
all's nought and all's for aught.

No thwarting flow of entropy,
comport oneself with harmony.
And thoughtful sport of poetry
is icing on the torte.

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Escape

Tree
Frog
eggs
leaf
glossy, gelatinous
Black
wasp
bodes
grief
Jelly viscosity
tight
Larvae in quivering
plight
Clinginess cedes to the
bite
Supper for babies in
flight........flight
flight

Days

[...] Read more

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

The Go-Betweens

A glossy drape of ovate leaves
shield flowers quite exclusive.
They guard their wealth,
while round them weave
the insect throng intrusive.

A ring of incurved purple strands
compress gold pollen tips.
Pink petals, splayed as open hands
belie sealed nectar dips.

One species of bee,
wing tunes in key
and dancing blooms rejoice.
A resonating symphony
gilds couriers of choice.

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Dominant

Hackled bulk and snarl assert
genetic whip hand bared, transfixing
sly usurpers prowling harem skirt.
Monkey leader's bluffs avert
reciprocated wounds, thus fixing
fittingness of troop displayed overt.
Females bearing babes are curt
to interlopers fixed on nixing
status quo, by seeking to subvert.
Yet DNA reverts inert
without a pinch of intermixing,
whence their disconcerting urge to flirt.

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Pegasus

Lava gouts from the volcano's jagged neck,
hot and thick as a gorgon's blood
and snakes into the sea's cold check,
where seething baleful steam clouds scud.
Pale ashen horse heads for the stratosphere.
Flailing hooves split white moonbeams
scattering red and gold, sear shear,
for the morning and evening sun to glean.
Gentle sweep of noctilucent wings
filters moonlight, blue as fabled springs.

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Quid Pro Quo

PRETEXT
Patriots persevere to
purge the occupying force.
Partisans are betrayed by
pragmatists playing the odds.
Power fluctuates in a
populace fragmented by
plotting and paranoia.

QUOTA
Qualms shadow liberation.
Quorums are hastily fixed.
Quislings quake in forlorn queues.
Quagmires of questions mute them.
Quick justice is dealt in the
quest to salve shattered lives and
quell the acid pain of rage.

poem by Diane Hine
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!