Here are the first three nonet poems I wrote:
The façade falls from her tear-strewn face
Old mask drops to the ground, broken
Full heart beats a new rhythm
Eyes blink in newfound light
Mind wonders what’s next
The past is gone
Forward now
Ready
Step
August sun melts the life out of me
Drenching with sweat, I head indoors
Respite from sweltering heat
Go straight to the kitchen
Refrigerator
A bottle of
Icy cold
Green tea
Yum
Pomp and circumstance rings loud and clear
Graduates file in orderly
Robes billowing behind them
Anticipation looms
The time has now come
Finished, over
Joy, joy, joy!
Smiles
Beam
Re: Nonet #3: It has come to my attn that those outside the Great State of Texas might not consider “smiles” as having two syllables (ie, “smy-ulls”). So, for the sake of national unity, I hereby edit Line 8, Nonet #3, to read: “Smiling” … is that better? 😉