April 25, 2022
The Castle Tower
a pantoum
by Jade Nicole Beals
You’ve said I am entwined with the numberless. The castle tower trades its lace for the sky. All night, the tower climbs in secret, spinning its uppermost lace into the finest clouds. Please place your hands upon mine. The castle tower trades its lace for the sky. I try as well as I can not to be verbose. Please place your hands upon mine. I fail miserably, but my repetitions don’t turn to stone. I try as well as I can not to be verbose. I won’t stand here, juggling replicas of perfect humans for your entertainment. I fail miserably, but my repetitions don’t turn to stone. Did you say you’d wanted a slice of French Vanilla cake, or sky? I won’t stand here, juggling replicas of perfect humans for your entertainment. Thank you for placing your hands over mine. Did you say you'd wanted a slice of French Vanilla cake, or sky? And the secret ingredient in my tropical shampoo is avocado. Thank you for placing your hands over mine. I cradle my foibles rather than fling them into sharp thistles. The secret ingredient in the shampoo is avocado (front label)— You’ve said I am entwined with the numberless.
—Jade
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A pantoum is a traditional form of poetry, in which repetition of certain lines in a certain order, makes up the form. The pantoum was first found written in Malaysia and the word ”pantoum” is French.
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14 responses to ““The Castle Tower””
not well
reeling
fell down
yet again
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So sry to hear
I send my best wishes of wellness
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from the cradle. our soul to save. the attention i crave thus indeed makes me a potential slave salve to beam and excise the cause of such malaise and haste then making waste and no need for further tastes of ya honey.
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Whose honey?
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good lord. lmao
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I didnt mean to post ”Whose?” twice 😂
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relax it is fine. i make all kinds of screw ups..
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so one can find poetry anywhere. even shakespeare stands accused of plagurism.
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by it s very nature. sting is the thing. right and bereft. how fragile we truly are. near and farthest star goes a novae.
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that is under the guise of poetic license.
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Amazing structure and diction
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Thank you! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Blush of Dawn and commented:
The pantoum poem which I’d set back into hiding a little while….is back! with its final revision and new title! Enjoy 🙂
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[…] P.S. Are you looking for my missing poem? Worry not!, It’s now out of temporary hiding and is complete—you can read it here: The Castle Tower. […]
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