A note, and poem, from Poet

Well, people, it's been a long time since my last post. But Bryce gave me permission to peek in, so I thought I would catch you up on what I have been up to. I've really been working on the formals, and am pretty close to having a chapbook filled with nothing but sonnets, sestinas, haiku, ballads, and the like. For tonight, in the spirit of night itself, I'll post this pantoum. Quite the elusive and taxing form, but great fun nonetheless. I hope everyone is well, and as always, healthy nouns and verbs to all!

Sleepwalkers

Rising from white linen architectures,

Silent pilgrims pace these same paths, starlit

Pawns of God's nocturnal folly. Figures

Tracing constellations in the carpet,

Silent pilgrims pace these same paths, starlit

Journeys reproduced by rote. Tonight they're

Tracing constellations in the carpet,

Destinations met with a traveler's

Journey reproduced by rote. Tonight their

Faith is rewarded through reaching extraordinary

Destinations. Met with a traveler's 

Moon, their faces float like luminaries.

Faith is rewarded through reaching. Extraordinary

Pawns of God's nocturnal folly, figured

Moon faces float like luminaries

Rising from white linen architectures.

~~ Poet