Experimental

Today I was longing to write a found poem. After reading four poems by H.D. (Hilda Dolittle), I decided to not only use as the basis for a found poem, but to make it a nonet as well. Here is my experiment.  Got to say, I liked the little internal rhymes that showed up. Thank you, Annmarie, for the title suggestion.

RESOLVED
Only now my heart shell breaks open,

the phoenix dropped a grain of wax.

We are each with a treasure

in the light of both past

and future, gems, gold

things new and old,

dissolved, lost?

Claim it.

Peace.