Pantoum – Magical Disarray

This is by far the weirdest form of poem I have written, or encountered. It sounds lovely once you finish, but the process of trying to structure phrases so they’re logically chained together yet repeated in the given format is just… exhausting -.-.

Nonetheless, I kind of like these poems. So here’s mine:

 

Magical disarray

The wizard walks the golden road;

A red toad quickly hops on through

The white flakes that last night had snowed

And made the purple ground turn blue.

 

A red toad quickly hops on through

A shallow pond, sparkling so bright

Just as the purple ground turns blue

And day exchanges skies with night.

 

A shallow pond, sparkling so bright

Lies on the ground, swarming with newts.

The day exchanges skies with night;

Inside his tree, the owl hoots

 

Down on the ground, swarming with newts,

Through soft grass, flowers slowly climb.

Inside his tree, the owl hoots;

An elf roams about, lost in time.

 

Through soft grass, flowers slowly climb;

A butterfly lands with a sigh.

An elf roams about, lost in time;

The afternoon ticks slowly by.

 

A butterfly lands with a sigh

On white flakes that last night had snowed.

As afternoon ticks slowly by

The wizard walks the golden road.

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