Sons, A Diamente Poem

Posted elsewhere on March 29, 2011. Revised on August 13, 2011.

Jo’s given me more fodder for thought in the form of poetic instruction.
Here’s the result:

sons

distant, close

fighting, growing, changing

Alpha, Omega, blinding, bright

infuriating, loving, endearing

warm, essential

sunrays

^©March 2011 _M. Anita Bailey

The above is my first attempt at writing a Diamente poem:

Diamante poetry written in seven lines to form a diamond shape, [follows] precise rules for the types of words that go on each line.