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INFORM POETS – HADRON

“A quark is an elementary particle and a fundamental constituent of all matter. Quarks combine to form composite particles, the most stable of which are protons and neutrons which join to form hadrons, the heart of atomic nuclei.”

To a poet, words are our quarks, and when joined together they form elementary poetry. A HADRON is an untitled poetic form consisting of just twelve words. The fundamental of brevity is the key. It offers two random glimpses of complimentary thoughts, (the proton and neutron) to form our hadron poem. Created by Walt Wojtanik.

LINE 1: Use two words to set the subject.
LINE 2: Three words that relate directly to subject of LINE 1
LINE 3: two words completing the thought begun on LINE 2, describing it.

The next three lines convey a new thought related to the first in an abstract way:

LINE 4: Two descriptive rhyming words
LINE 5: One word setting up the action conveyed in
LINE 6.

No passion.
Empty hearts lacking
love’s backing.
Unfulfilled, chilled;
shaken,
not stirred

© Walt Wojtanik

Heavy burden.
Weights on shoulders
like boulders.
Aching, breaking;
quaking,
knees shaking.

© Walt Wojtanik

Race cars.
On track winners;
wheel spinners.
Inviting, exciting;
real
nail biting.

© Walt Wojtanik

Poets ponder
words to express;
to excess.
Daring pairings;
preparing
to rhyme.

© Walt Wojtanik

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96 thoughts on “INFORM POETS – HADRON

  1. William Preston on said:

    Hadron therapy:
    accelerators unleash baryons
    and mesons.
    Blinking, shrinking,
    cancer
    jumps ship.

    copyright 2014, William Preston

  2. William Preston on said:

    This is a tough form for me, Walt, but thanks for the challenge and the fine examples. I especially like the last one.

  3. flashpoetguy on said:

    God’s missing?
    Some have said
    He’s dead.
    yawning dawning
    Day
    Says No

    #

  4. Marvellous fun. I’m off to play and hope I don’t collide with anything.

  5. (Poem w/image: http://lettheballoonssailmeaway.wordpress.com)

    A wreath
    Warmed in touch
    Spells heart.
    Blues too
    Changed
    to laughter.

  6. Distant friend
    in dire trouble
    help needed
    instantly sympathy
    flying
    to her

  7. Breaking walls.
    Going beyond disturbances
    Untether bonds.
    Intending defending –
    prisoned,
    not enlightened.

  8. Hearts collide
    on predetermined course.
    Powerful force
    raising. Blazing,
    dazing.
    utterly amazing.

    © Susan Schoeffield

  9. Creative thoughts
    Imagination at work
    Original ideas
    Audible, improbable
    Expanding
    New plots.

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  12. Mother’s cup:
    graduated with interruptions,
    erupting disruptions;
    bitter sitter
    waiting
    between sups.

    —–

    Mother’s cup,
    graduated with interruptions,
    abrupt disruptions,
    banding expanding
    between
    each sup.

    —–

    A cup,
    bitter with neglect,
    turned icy;
    chilled, unfulfilled;
    full
    yet empty.

    (though I have just realized I pretty much knicked one of Walt’s lines in that last one. So sorry, Walt!)

  13. Memories made
    begin to fade,
    locked inside.
    Distant, resistant;
    she’s
    still mine.

    2014-11-05
    P. Wanken

    In Loving Memory of Grandma Grace,
    and her husband who loved her to the end,
    through Alzheimer’s Disease.

  14. RJ Clarken on said:

    For Michael

    No words.
    Nothing to say,
    just silence.
    Senseless, defenseless;
    why?
    Too young.

    ###

    This morning we got the terrible news that a boy in my son’s carpool, a young teenage boy, took his own life last night. He was an upbeat, friendly kid, who was really forward-looking. It was something totally unexpected, and we’ve all been blindsided by this. I don’t even know what else to say.

  15. Darlene Franklin on said:

    Walt, you pour these out with such seeming ease. . .

    • Darlene Franklin on said:

      just your silent support means a lot. No “why” will ever suffice, from one who’s been there

    • Darlene, your words mean as much to me if not more. At one time I was able to comment more – time was less constraining. But I guess I’ve fallen into the category of “too many irons in the fire”. It makes it hard to ignore my work in such a way. But I do support each and every one of you extraordinary poets. My examples are merely a way to connect with each of you… to be a part of this garden we’ve built! We share some commonalities. My youngest daughter had a classmate succumb to the pressures of his young life a few years back. She (daughter) is still affected. And my oldest and I are thirty years apart and she will be thirty when six-oh comes to call! I appreciate your works (I appreciate all of your works, poets) Darlene. I hope they help in some small way. I’ll make an effort to be a little more responsive. I’ve been remiss on the Blooms and am foregoing them until after November’s challenges. Thank you. Walt.

  16. Darlene Franklin on said:

    Holy God
    Truth and mercy
    Perfect balance
    Steeple people
    imperfect
    Divine mirror

    My daughter
    Still lives within
    Forever twenty-three
    Death’s breath
    Steals
    Life unfulfilled

    *This year my daughter would have been 30 to my 60, the “double” year, so for some reason I’ve been thinking of her a lot recently. First poem inspired by the theme of my Bible reading the last few days.

  17. Walt – thank you for the expanded description of the prompt! I love short forms and found this to be challenging…but a good one! Way to go!

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  19. Ochre moon
    shines into kitchen
    window frames
    swift-slipping
    clouds
    pale-lit-trail.

    Ochre moon
    in indigo sky
    suspended contrasting
    cloud shroud
    embraces
    oyster’s pearl.

    Cloud arms
    a scarab beetle
    holding treasure
    yellow mellow
    moon
    night’s jewel.

    Copyright © Hannah Gosselin 2014

  20. I love the form you’ve created, Walt and your description behind it…inventive and inspiring, thank you!

  21. Beauty lost
    gathered in stars
    to shine
    guiding, tiding
    flame
    of heart

  22. Pink carnations
    coloring the sky
    for tomorrow
    Illusions, delusions
    knighting
    the day

  23. Feeling blue
    unable to shake
    this nightmare
    Fear, tears, Meneire’s
    Walls
    move

  24. Happy fairies
    Twinkle, Winkle, Sprinkle
    Silken wings
    Whirling, twirling
    Fun
    Lively dancing

  25. Morning sun
    Bright blue sky
    Golden trees
    Razzle dazzle
    Autumn
    Falling leaves

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