Forest Ranger – Poem 11
The Forest Ranger sees through the painting
On the wooden floor of the patio fainting
Music denotes his heart beat as he listens
Headphones a sign of his glisten
On the wooden floor of the patio fainting
Painted in white wash painting
Headphones a sign of his glisten
Paint brushes align the clouds of the skies
Painted in white wash painting
Strokes of perfection meet the skyscapers
Paint brushes align the clouds of the skies
Pale colours finding his fine scraper
Strokes of perfection meet the skyscapers
As he cycles with his gumboots
Pale colours finding his scraper
He beats the night with his foot
As he cycles with his gumboots
Potted plants array his spread
He beats the night with his foot
Forest Ranger is ready for his bread
@SabinahAdewole 26/06/2021
Pantoum Poem – Repeating lines throughout the poem series of quatrains
Second and fourth lines of each stanza are repeated as first and third.
A beauty, i love the way the words are interwoven into each other. Remarkable work.
Thank you so much Ngozi for your thoughts on my poem it means a lot to me 🌹
I stopped midway when I realised this was a pantoum and went back to read it aloud. Need to do justice for the rhetoric, right :))
Thank you so much for your thoughts on my poem I am delighted Shanvidja 🌹
I enjoyed this poem very much and the way the words are so carefully intertwined. I also liked the fact that you chose a structure that rhymes.
Thank you Robbie west for the feedback
I love how you combined this prompt with a pantoum. Magic.
Thank you so much Caitlin it means a lot to me 🙏