Liberation

Suddenly, every limber tree
  has a voice, exultation freed
    from minor key to major
    by the sweeping transposition
  of a breeze and slow submission
to the sun’s unsought ardor.

This liberation ebbs and flows:
  a melody in concerto,
    subito crescendo. Raised
    are limb and life; the spirit sings
  into the wind and boldly brings
all green things to render praise.

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This poem is written in Cywydd llosgyrnog – a Welsh form that, translated, means “feverish poem.” Its rules are:

Syllable count

• Lines 1, 2, 4, and 5 are 8 syllables long

• Lines 3 and 6 are 7 syllables long

Rhyme scheme

• Lines 1 and 2 end-rhyme

• Lines 4 and 5 end-rhyme

• Lines 3 and 6 end-rhyme

• Line 3 internally rhymes with lines 1 and 2

• Line 6 internally rhymes with lines 4 and 5

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This poem was generated by the author’s human mind with zero AI / LLM involvement.