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My Mother’s Hand
My Mother’s Hand – Cinquain
Her hand
A soft feather
Cradled in mine, our lives
Intertwined, love pulsing warm to
The End
This photo of our hands was created by my Facebook friend Ag Nes last year.
My mother passed away on 22 July 2012.
© irina dimitric 2013
Do you doodle?

This is one of my favourite doodling motifs.
A doodle is an unfocused or unconscious drawing made while a person’s attention is otherwise occupied. Doodles are simple drawings that can have concrete representational meaning or may just be abstract shapes.
Stereotypical examples of doodling are found in school notebooks, often in the margins, drawn by students daydreaming or losing interest during class. Other common examples of doodling are produced during long telephone conversations if a pen and paper are available.
Popular kinds of doodles include cartoon versions of teachers or companions in a school, famous TV or comic characters, invented fictional beings, landscapes, geometric shapes and patterns, textures, banners with legends, and animations made by drawing a scene sequence in various pages of a book or notebook.
(From Wikipedia)
I doodle during long phone conversations and I used to doodle during boring meetings. I also doodle when I’m staring at a blank page stuck for words.
Do you doodle? When do you doodle? ~irina
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Tagged art, Doodle, Drawing, Graphics, Visual Arts, Wikipedia
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Old Bird – Cinquain

A tribute to my 10-year-old canary
Old Bird – Cinquain
Old bird
You suddenly
Burst into song again
Trilling Caruso’s chimes to our
Delight!
© irina dimitric 2013
Posted in Cinquain, Form Poetry, Photography, Poetry
Tagged canary, cinquain, form poetry, photography, poetry, song
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My Holden Barina – Tercetonine
My Holden Barina – Tercetonine
My Holden Barina rhymes with ballerina
I’d write a terza rima to my Barina
If only my muse would enthuse
An Aussie car is what I like
I’m so glad she’s not a bike
My mane will stay dry in the rain
She takes me from point A to B
Humming softly as a bumble-bee
Via alleyways and highways
To park her is a piece of cake
I can do it half awake
Into smallest space squeeze with ease
My Holden Barina rhymes with ballerina
For this little beauty here’s a rima piccolina
Not Dante’s terza, but a fine rhyme of mine
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P.S., I created this form on 18 May 2012 out of sheer frustration of not being able to master Dante’s terza rima, the challenge on Day 8 in Susan Budig’s Mindful Poetry Contest 2012. http://mindfulpoetry.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474981863883 (This link is not valid any longer.)
My creation on that day follows these rules:
Each stanza has 3 lines ( tercet).
The first two lines rhyme.
The third line contains internal rhyme.
The rhyme pattern in this poem is as follows:
aa(bb) cc(dd) ee(ff) gg(hh) aa(jj) – internal rhyme shown in brackets
I had checked terza rima and tercet on Wikipedia where I did not find a form like the one I had created. (18 May 2012).
With Susan Budig’s help this form was subsequently named Tercetonine, a combination of ‘tercet’ and ‘leonine’ or internale rhyme (rhymes between a word within a line, often from a medial position and one at the end of the line). My creation featured as a challenge in the Mindful Poetry Contest 2013, when I also had the honour to be the judge for the day.
http://mindfulpoetry.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474981863883 (This link is not valid any longer.)
I am for ever indebted to Susan, our most wonderful teacher, whose poetry and mentoring is appreciated by many. Encouraged by Susan to submit my poems for publication, this poem is among the poems published online and in print by Narrator Australia Volume Two.
Visit Susan’s Mindful Poetry blog at:
http://susanbudigs-poetry.blogspot.com.au/
© irina dimitric 2013
Perhaps some of you might like to try out this form. If you write a tercetonine, please let me know, I’d love to read it. And if you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask.
Have a nice day! ~ Irina ~
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Tagged car, form poetry, photo, rhyme, tercet, tercetonine
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Ode to my Canary
Although you’re still here
My little golden friend
I’m already grieving
Nine years you’ve been singing…
Cheerful tweets and trills
To my soul are clinging
How much time is there left?
Perhaps another year or two
Before eerie silence
Engulfs the empty space
Where once you reigned
Trilling your ancient lore
Then one day
Dead silence
For ever more
How lucky you are not to be aware
The end is coming
These days you’re only tired
Very quiet
No energy to spare
But for old feathers to shed
And grow fresh ones
I must keep you well fed
Not a peep
Not even a faint “Good morning”
While you’re busy creating
Your new attire
I know when you’re done
Once again you will sing
With regained fire
All day long
Your crystal clear song
A song of joy
A song of life
A song of hope
Each year reborn
Until the day
Uneasy peace rings forlorn
In my heart’s core
Dead silence
For ever more
©2012 irina dimitric
I’m reposting this poem today because I just learned how to insert a photo. I might delete the previous post.
Softy Noo – Tumbling Verse
Softy Noo
Dum dee doo
I love you.
When I’m blue
He’s the clue
He’ll end the gloom:
The blackest doom
His happy broom
Will sweep away
All the day
Keep at bay
Sway by sway.
My clever pet
Will never fret
Or need a vet,yet
I’ll always get
With no sweat
A peck on the cheek
When love I seek.
Softy Noo
Dum dee doo
I want you.
© irina dimitric 2012
Seagull – Cinquain

Seagull – Cinquain
Seagull
White and pale grey
On red legs, with red bill
Lemon-yellow eye winks at me
Hi there!
© irina dimitric 2013
Come to me, my sweet dove
When in love
The step is light
The sky is bright
Come to me
My sweet dove
There’s a tree
Of ancient lore
For you and me
For ever more
Our nest above
Come to me
My sweet dove
Life is long
I may be blind
Or not so strong
Or very kind
Forgive me please
My sweet dove
What love has bound
In youthful arms
Will come around
With joyful charms
When we are old
Forget not
Our days of gold
My sweet love
© irina dimitric 2012






