I love this form!  I need to do another one.  You've inspired me yet again.
C&C tomorrow, as I'm all tapped out at the moment...
Ter

> The Maly form there before the French brought the Pantoum into the world.
> Rhyme comes round instead of lines.
>
> Pantun:  English Brush Experiment
>
> A brush dipped in ink touches plain paper,
> wild herbs flourish until ploughed under by my sneeze.
> I'll seize you in tall grass, and we'll caper
> till dawn as each lover assures the other's pleased.
>
> A draft of wine to put me at my ease,
> A fresh sheet to soon join those tossed upon the fire?
> You hide behind drift logs, ever the tease.
> When I catch you in white dunes, you claim to be tired.
>
> On the wall an old drawing I admire,
> before me nothing but blank paper and dry brushes.
> As night comes, we huddle near a bonfire;
> as sleep draws near, we know of no reason to rush.
>
> Before me a child's simple gibberish;
> ink, stone, and brush dropped in a drawer for latter?
> Morning feet wet from rising tides, we rush
> from the beach; untidy, to our homes we scamper.
>
> Melody for April and Gar finds at:
http://gardawg.homestead.com/gardawg.html
>
> The Wild/Eliot  Hyperpoem at:  http://wildhyper.homestead.com/front.html
>
> Poets for Peace.  ¡Poemas sí, balas no!