Post series: Advent: Poem: This first day

Today is the first day of Advent.  From now through Christmas Eve there will be a series of posts related to Advent.  Today’s post is a poem called This first day.

This first day

did not go as planned

but a lesson was learned

and hopefully two.

A dose

of humility

was served,

as pride was on the floor.

This first day

through it all

was a good day.

Experimental Poetry Form: four columns

Today’s experimental poetry form is called four columns.  It is the same basic notion as yesterday’s experimental poetry form, but instead of three columns, this form has four.  In the form, there are four columns, each with ten lines.  Each column has approximately the same width.  Here is an example poem to illustrate the form:

The man stood
upon the land
looking out
to mountains
and thought that
in their height
and all their size
he saw himself
as there he stood
upon the soil.
The man stood
breathed inside
and felt the air
from all around.
In the moment
what he breathed
he thought inside
was timeless
as in it went
and out again.
The man stood
watching the fire
as all the flames
upon the wood
danced about
and mesmerized
as the smoke
in wisps
drifted away
to the sky.
The man stood
within the sea
and felt the waves
move around
his legs and waist
as he stood
and looked out
before they ended
with a crash
upon the shore.

 

This poem is about the four elements and pride.  The first column is about earth, the second air, the third fire, and the fourth water.  This notion fits with the four column design.

In each column, the man sees something or himself as great and does not realize his lowness.