BoardFlak

It Always Happens

Raindrops,
growling weather,
frantic woman dashing
without an umbrella from parking lot to office door,
her new high heels splashing;
reaching shelter.
Rain stops.

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As far as I know, this form is my own creation. I call it a Saturnica. It is intended to represent the planet Saturn. The form is seven lines with syllable counts of 2/4/6/14/6/4/2 and a rhyme scheme of A/B/C/D/C/B/A.

If you write a Saturnica, leave a comment with a link so that I can come read it.

Published by BoardFlak

I have been writing, in some form or another, since 1967. In that year, I wrote a rather silly story about a cat and a mouse which my teacher allowed me to read in "episodes" when there was time at the end of class. While it may have been mainly for the break from teaching the rest of my classmates said they enjoyed it. I was hooked. I do not remember what year or on what board I made my first poetry post, but I have been around quite a while. In June 2015, I became a quadriplegic, which is why I have not been around for some time. I am now using voice recognition software called Dragon Naturally Speaking in order to post. I thank God that I still have my brain and my voice. To quote from Monty Python's Holy Grail, "I'm not dead yet!"

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