A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
Ideals are carved on columns high
above the traffic noise and smoke
so don’t forget when trudging by.
ideals are up there, column high.
Up where the golden eagles fly,
protected from us routine folk,
ideals are lofted column high
down here we get the noise and smoke.
John Byrne lives in Oregon and writes formal verse, short stories, and puppet plays. Other of his triolets have recently appeared in Literary Bohemian and Centrifugal Eye. He has just launched a local online journal for local kids called Albany Kids Create.