2006 Form Challenges
#10 Sestet

Italian Sestet

The original version of Italian Sestet had no set meter, but after it was introduced into England by Spencer, the poets there used Iambic tetrameter or pentameter.

The rhyme pattern is as follows; a, b, c, a, b, c,

The music is softer now, thinking of you
Even more the wine has softened the mood
My eyes are ready to close it's the end of day
There is just one final act I have to do
Enough of life today I have viewed
My last thought "I love you" I have to say.

Ryter Roethicle

Sicilian Sestet

Possessing similar origins, as the Italian, the Sicilian sestet had no set meter, but the anglicised version uses Iambic tetrameter or pentameter.

The rhyme pattern is as follows; a, b, a, b, a, b,

In my minds eye I see you everywhere
Each waking moment steals my time
In thoughts so different to what was there
Now so natural now to think that I'm
Thinking about someone for who I care
Someone to me who's become sublime.

Ryter Roethicle

Spanish Sestet or Sextilla

This form gives a little more variety to the poet. Each line usually has eight syllables, but there are versions of this form that use Tetrameter and Pentameter.

There is also an option of two rhyme schemes, shown as; a. a. b. c. c. b. ,
or alternatively, a.b. b. a.c. c.

I sit and play as life goes by
Questioning fate and asking why?
Why do some draw a useless card?
Some others lives are so easy
Against their ace we draw a three
What is it that makes living hard?

Ryter Roethicle


Italian Sestina Posts



Kathy Anderson

Because of You
Incongruity
Prelude

Lorraine Dafney

Lead the Way

Kevin McKinney

Tabula Rasa

Spudmick Murphy

In the Quest to Understand
Tomorrows Face, Today

Ryter Roethicle

Believe in Dragons
Celestial Paths
City of Angels
Vacuumed
Welcome Spring

Trewir Wintlek

Present Day War Warning

Sicilian Sestina Posts



Kathy Anderson

Vanilla roads

Liars Truth

Kept in Mine

Lorraine Dafney

Time Less

Ryter Roethicle

Clay of Life
Perplexity
Presence in my mind
Soul Mates
Would you

Trewir Wintlek

In Dreams of Fate

Spanish Sestet Posts



Lorraine Dafney

Reach For It
Spanish Eggs

Gaer Llyd

Equinox September

Ryter Roethicle

Autumn Love
For a while
Winters Return


Italian Sestina Posts


Kathy Anderson

Because of You

Because of you my eyes cry obsidian drops
As round as blue-light stars
Winking from your stormy blast of ice,
Spars of my ship broken matchstick props
Barely small enough to be just scars,
There because your cost was too high a price.

Because of you there was inspiration,
But I found my fugue out of tune,
So I kept a melody of what was good.
Because of you I found consolation,
I weep, I dance, I remember June,
And awake from dreamers mist as I should.

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Incongruity

When you talk to me there is light
Though confusion ensues within my mind
Easy words do evoke high emotions.
How do you know my hearts true plight?
Thoughts betray intentions in kind
Can you forget this heart, my only devotion?

Perplexity (Response)

When you talk to me there is light
Though confusion ensues within my mind
Easy words do evoke high emotions.
How do you know my hearts true plight?
Thoughts betray intentions in kind
Can you forget this heart, my only devotion?

Ryter Roethicle -----

Prelude

Cinnabar lips consume cloves of richest scent
Only to find the hue of a heart gone cold,
A climate uncomforted by oolong teas.
A fugue resounds about, though solstice be spent,
As a change of key unlocks miseries old
Lament in new symphonic tisanes appease.

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Lorraine Dafney

Lead the Way

At the end of the day when its twilight
I can see your shadow on the pathway
Where you wait for me as you've done before
But this time the clouds prevent sunsets light
You reach for my hand and show me the way
To our home where love is ever more

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Kevin McKinney

Tabula Rasa

A stark, white page is a frightening thing
To a poet with tales too true to tell;
But aren't we all disposed to discover
The difference between a clown and a king,
An empty barrel from a silver bell,
Or the odds of friends becoming lovers?

A vacant stage is a harrowing place
When the lights all dim for soliloquy;
And all you can stammer to state your cause
Of last resort, is the tenuous grace
Of invention's mother, necessity;
But her script is written on thinnest gauze.

So it's off you go adlibbing the lines;
And choosing most among myriad themes,
The easier terrains and gentler grades;
The soft metered feet, the simplest rhymes
Served only to soothe susceptible dreams
Instead of the truth; of which you're afraid.

At dawn each day comes a promising gift;
Despite your mood for the wrapping it's in,
It contains no map, but a stark, white page
With a logo seen as the dark clouds lift;
A stage adorned as a path that begins
Where a signpost stands that reads: Have Courage!

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Spudmick Murphy

In The Quest To Understand

How long did we play in the clouds;
collecting stars to flint heart's fires
and moondust to seed eternity?
How long did we shun earthly crowds;
propagating naked desires,
unashamed, in anonymity?

When did fate turn on its axis,
bringing storm to cleave our passions
and rend the clouds that protected us?
Whose green eyes cursed our happiness?
What god would wreak devastation
on souls joined by love's umbilicus?

Our pains deserving of truthful answers.
Can we climb the sky again, to find them?

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Tomorrow's Face, Today

Last night's rains bequeathed deep puddles
to city streets and parking lots,
tightly crowded with cars and self-absorbed shoppers.
In the midst of close-eyed muddles,
two boys on bikes, feigned as despots,
wreaked their rule, by skewing the eyes of car mirrors.

When they had bored of this foul sport,
they seized an empty shopping cart;
treating her, unasked, to a tango's maneuvers.
But glory's dance was broken short.
The cart flung in the deepest part
of puddle. Warning: Beware all future lovers.

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Ryter Roethicle

Believe In Dragons

Believe in dragons, that they may live again.
Lording over land and sea, the gentle beast
The time is ripe that we may live in fantasy
Cannot fantasy and life be both the same?
Knightly lore was blackest deed and evil feast
Cannot we believe and see what we will see?

For dragons lore was part of what used to be.
But blackest deeds and wicked tricks overthrow
Magic helped the reigned lord to gain his power.
Hear amid our deepest dreams the creatures plea.
Whilst secretly they hide and secretly they grow
Now they emerge welcomed from their bower.

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Celestial Paths

Two lovers looked towards the sky and wished.
A star in the night sky winked back at them.
Thinking he’d granted them their wish they smiled,
And they walked along their paths enriched.
Paths are known to part, so we should not condemn
The star, she did not intend the lovers to beguile.

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City of Angels

I tried to listen to the earth today
and all I heard was the scream of jets.
The Earth breathes and lives and cares.
But nothing works here there is no way.
Black car fumes, dust and cigarettes
breathe, and live in this filth, who dares?

Rain will not wash away this kind of filth,
those in control are deaf, and set in mind,
The boom of the earth they have not heard,
nor do they care about their peoples health
They silence those who care and are kind
for they have never known or cared?


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Vacuumed

You did love me what else could cause this pain,
And I loved you no less, and I feel the same,
No harm was meant, but loss was ne’r ‘thout cost.
Even when happiness was all that’s meant to gain
Now the price that’s paid is coated with my shame
But by far tis you that is the greatest loss.


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Welcome Spring

I heard a sound today in the trees outside
The magpies heard and with the plovers joined in,
As they celebrated the last shower of rain.
God had breathed out, the wind smiled and cried
Green shoots emerged, and new life began.
Spring has returned, and He loves us again.

I heard a sound today in the trees outside
And that of children playing on the park close by,
Because winters confinement is now unchained.
Today the future smiled whilst winter cried
And then again we saw a clear blue sky.
Spring has returned, and He loves us again.

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Trewir Wintlek

Present Day War Warning

Is there not one ounce of love seeded and buried within their minds?
Let them now suffer for the hideous crimes of our time!
Their followers, no longer important these serious attacks.
Did you decipher their names and make since to the symbolical finds?
Fatigue and blind-sided arrived, to the dirt of histories time of slime.
Masterminds of deceit and reprisal attacks most absurdly will slack.

The Son no longer shines over these unworthy humankind.
Worms and maggots slither, destroying, disrupting evil human insides.
Slowly and painfully the wicked and evil must die!
The Wise-herd has arrived with Magical wands, inflame sectarian evil minds.
Numerous coalitions; brewing, stirring inside and outside.
Gods proclaimed Eagles, sent to unravel and revise these, despicable ties.

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Sicilian Sestina Posts


Kathy Anderson

Vanilla Roads

Over a rainbow there are brownies,
Latte, strawberry and cherry lanes,
Those dreamy whipped creamy paths,
Streets paved with golden honey
Drops from nectared combs of bee champagne
For you and I to explore all sixths.

Under the amytal skies is purer brie,
The camembert delights of other planes,
Other flavored ways of life or oaths
To bring us to plainer roads, and bonnie,
Fair as snows, bright as stars plains,
Simpler, kinder still than vermillion street truths.

Over a rainbow there are brownies,
Though vanilla roads be more cherished piths.

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Liars Truth

Kept in Mine

An earthly son, she slew him quick-
there wasn’t time to wonder when
her eyes had lastly shown this trick;
the way her tears could apprehend
a smile that hung entrenched and sick,
a guttering candle love could mend.

She seeks the darkness corners hold-
the sounds of mewling gasps for air,
a sigh still shows where promise folds;
the night is clinging to the tear
that makes an empty pillow old,
that opens hearts and withers care.

The last of wicks approaches ends-
there isn’t time to ponder if
the doubts she’s harbored condescend;
to bind decisions day found rifts
in all the love she’d never spent,
to pray denial finds her swift.

I left her there, a fairytale-
the moment passed for hand-stitched rhymes
as time was whispering ‘dreams prevail’
and all my words were drowned sublime;
where once she glowed, she now is pale...
her tears and smiles are kept in mine.

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Lorraine Dafney

Time Less

When autumn brings down her curtain of leaves
The grounds will be covered with colors bright
Thats when I'll stop to listen and retrieve
Those sweet memories from within falls light
Kicking the piles of leaves makes me believe
Age has no barrier to feel delight

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Ryter Roethicle

Clay of life

Both you and I, are made of clay
Cast on the potters wheel of Fate.
Our hands mould this clay each day
Our deeds, good or bad are the weight.
Only truth, and likewise deeds are the pay
Politics and concession are illegal freight.

Fire the kiln and the clay will dry.
And look, what have you made, what use?
Are the cups you made a worthy supply
Or will they always leak and cause abuse?
Are they fit to paint and pleasing to the eye
I wonder, what will be your views.

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Perplexity

When I talk to you the words come easy
Yet inside the turmoil the excitement
Each syllable comes slipping out so freely.
Can my words cause you this torment?
My mind willing to speak so lovingly
Will you miss my love, my true intent?

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Presence in my mind

You have become a presence in my mind.
I do not like it, for no longer is it free
My thoughts once controlled and simple kind
Now wander off in space and back to thee
And the way our souls around each other wind.
Now thinking of things that could just be.

In my minds eye I see you everywhere
Each waking moment steals my time
In thoughts so different to what was there
Now so natural now to think that I’m
Thinking about someone for who I care
Someone to me who’s become sublime.


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Soul Mates

Loving, sleeping sharing life’s rich plate
You and I are together as we should be.
Dream time together our senses sate
In the halls of waiting you and me
In spite of distance, you are my mate
Spending forever together in eternity.


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Would you

Would you turn back the hands of time
And live over again without mistakes,
To show to age a face without life’s grime
Unscarred, living a life that’s full of grace?
In returning to when in your youthful prime
Would you, most all your early events erase?

The scars we bear are souvenirs of a past
And the lessons learned, hopefully move on.
Greater heights of wealth or fame surpassed
Are they needed to help appreciate the dawn?
Rather they are millstones that cannot last
Then when faced with death, all is gone.

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Trewir Wintlek

In Dreams of Fate

The Nights of October are lonely and cold
Who shall provide the warmth I desire this night?
Step into my dream world if you dare be so bold.
In spite of the distance, two souls will unite.
Together we’ll make-up for the times we lost hold.

Has it been a week, a day; a moment to long?
Pain’s and sorrow’s past, no longer for us to see.
Our soul’s to thrill with laughter, joy and our hearts song.
How long shall we dream our love is purified and pleased?
Shall we strip all clothing now, and do what we dreamt fore so long?
Given this time, starting fresh memories or is past the best we can be?

Let’s lie down on the comfort of this feather bed and create,
Whatever comes to mind on our rainbow love wishes.
If only we could stay in our made up dream;(sigh) so real and sedate...
We need not talk, we know all mind games and body languages.
Our souls now drift away, we where scrumptious, in dreams of fate.
Looking at the rain and lighting this night; it was only a dreamy love wish.

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Spanish Sestina Posts


Lorraine Dafney

Time Less

When autumn brings down her curtain of leaves
The grounds will be covered with colors bright
Thats when I'll stop to listen and retrieve
Those sweet memories from within falls light
Kicking the piles of leaves makes me believe
Age has no barrier to feel delight

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Spanish Eggs

Gently saute two onions then
Add garlic watch closely turn when
Just brown now set aside to wait
Scramble the eggs till their edges
Are firm to cut and make wedges
Fold over and present on plate

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Gaer Llwyd

Equinox: September

hardwood smoke scent captures noses
bright beach plums overtake roses
hound dozes, hoses away
stepladder up, gutter to clean
on branches, fat squirrels are seen
school-bound teen scene, football play

ripe cranberries float in their bog
sweat pants and shirts warm the jog
nights of fog, grog hot with spice
spindrift and whitecaps fill bays
neon sunsets shorten the days
Jack Frost's craze, glazings of ice

village tourist shops closing down
now cord piles for woodstoves abound
cornstalks found, bound to lamp posts
old sol wanes in late afternoon
in phase of the great harvest moon
wind chimes' tune, loon cries the loss

starlings mob in wavering clouds
at the cider mill there's a crowd
calling loud, proud geese on wing
with festivals casting their spells
sound of barn dance fiddling swells
joy upwells, dwelling as king

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Ryter Roethicle

Autumn Love

Come take my hand my autumn angel
No longer summers colours bright
And days share equal time with night.
Lush green colours are no longer visible
The crops are gathered, and been sold,
Our legacy the colours of red and gold.

This time is ours in our own private nest
Away from cooler seas that chill the air
Our evenings by a fire in a comfy chair
It is now we find that time alone is best
We have earned through our endeavour
Our future lives stretching out forever.

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For a while

For a while I knew heaven but it flew away
Yet it carried our dreams every single day,
Like the birds we watched that were part of us.
Now they are gone, and our dreams are no more
And never again wade in at the evening’s shore,
Because heavenly sands have turned to dust.

For a while sunsets were deeply coloured
Now misty and clouded no longer amoured
For the sun has gone out of both our lives.
Pain has robbed you of what was really true
And memory is now just a distorted view
But in my mind, love and truth survives.


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Winters Return

Once again winters misery has returned
And no more morning birdsongs can we hear,
When last week they called out loud and clear.
Last week promises of summer burned
And we cast aside winters layers
Now once again we sit round blazing fires.

Every winter’s day we prayed for rain
But fickle nature decided to abstain
And until spring we were promised drought.
But with spring it has bucketed down
With several floods in parts of town
I suppose really we shouldn’t shout.

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