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a Nonet
Summer Storm Rages
by RodG
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Black thunderheads swiftly blot the moon
while winds once softer than feathers
assault stalks of red-tipped wheat
like invisible scythes
ruthlessly cleaving,
often leaving
bleak pathways
through the
fields.
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Writing Prompt |
Write a nonet poem. It's a simple format. A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc... until line nine that finishes with just one syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional. |
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Nonet Poetry Contest Winner
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Author Notes
Artwork courtesy of Google images
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