Different Dimensions

Van Gogh’s painting “Window in the Studio” – painted in 1889.

we rarely see what we have to, and move,
to different dimensions, and here come,
the yonder sky to paint morning light, remove-
the dust to see light within, i wake up glum,
thinking of day ahead, while i hear cows groove,
and moo to the lake, what it is to hum, strum,
and count little joys, if only time lasts ,
to sounds of mynahs, there’d be different paths .

Poetry form :- An Ottavo Rima poem written in 8-line octaves.

Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

one octave poem. abababcc
two octave poem. abababcc, dededeff
three octave poem. abababcc, dededeff, ghghghi

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Grace for hosting MTB at dVerse. I was unable to join previous week’s OLN hosted by Lillian, so I’ve used the painting provided as an inspiration to my piece. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.