Her Apple Dance

On the walls I watch the moving shadows.
Imagining her apple dance,
the way she bowed to make us smile.

The tricks she used to bring a smile!
When we were sad she'd cast shadow
puppets on the wall and make them dance.

She brought to life both song and dance -
always a lilt in her voice; with a smile
she swept away all trace of shadows.

Shadows sway in apple dance; I see her smile.

© Gay Reiser Cannon * 8.30.2012 * All Rights Reserved


 Posted for the awesome Sam Peralta's article @dVersePoets Pub today on the Tritina Form -you can read it here and try it yourself!

Swift Song

Alpine Swift from Whatafly.com



This is my "attempt" at a square poem. It almost makes sense.

THE	SWIFT	BUILDS	NESTS	ON	HIGH
NESTS	WEAVED	WITH	TWINE	TONGUE	LAID
LAID	WITH	STICKS	FILLED	WITH	EGGS
FULL	LEAVES	LATCHED	AMONG	SWEET	DREAMS
OF	ALL	BOUND	THINGS	VOWS	GRANT
SWIFTS	SPRING	STRONG	PURE	FLY	FREE

THE

SWIFT 

BUILDS 

NESTS 

ON 

HIGH

NESTS

WEAVED

WITH

TWINE

TONGUE

LAID

LAID

WITH

STICKS

FILLED 

WITH

EGGS

FULL

LEAVES

LATCHED

AMONG

SWEET

DREAMS

OF 

ALL

BOUND

THINGS

VOWS

GRANT

SWIFTS

SPRING

STRONG

PURE

FLY

FREE

I would probably write it this way:

The swift builds nests on high
Nests weaved with twine - tongue laid;
Laid with sticks, filled with eggs.

Full leaves latched among sweet dreams
Of all bound things, vows grant
Swifts spring, strong, pure--fly free.

Swifts produce large amounts of sticky saliva that glues their nests together - which are sometimes adhered to tall buildings or tall trees so that the nest is glued to it somewhat on its side. They fly at high altitudes and both parents care for the chicks. If the weather is bad and cold, and they can't hunt for them they will allow the eggs to break thus permitting them to lay another couple of eggs a few weeks later.

Posted late for FormForAll 6/28/2012 hosted by the fabulous Sam Peralta for d'VersePoets Pub