2007 Form Challenges
Wordsworth uses Iambic Pentameter and a rhyme scheme of,
a.b. b. c.
a. c., in his Sonnet about London
and being such a superb Volte it is capable of standing on it's own.
Wordsworth Sestet Challenge Replies
No imitation anything for me,
The real McCoy, it must be genuine,
Not only on the outside but within.
No faux pearls, because what you sow you reap;
Too many counterfeits around I see,
High time to separate goats from the sheep.
Game of Life
Life throws curve balls we don’t anticipate
And though sometimes we duck them, get away,
At other times we have to catch them, play
The game to our best ability,
Even as we try to stay on the straight
And narrow path, a feat that’s not easy.
Though rather late I came to realize
That people oftimes seek their interest first,
Survival of the fit, others be cursed.
It’s ‘I, myself and me’ before the rest;
But it is gone that veil over my eyes,
And what I see I never would have guessed.
On August thirty first, nineteen sixty
Two, our islands gained their independence;
How proud we were it gave us such a sense
Of pride, people of this twin island state.
We now enjoyed a new found liberty;
Our cup was full but then so was our plate.
Let me Sing
I am singing my song no matter what,
Although I’ll try not to offend the ears
Of others; but as my September nears
I want no unsung song inside of me;
And whether I sing out of tune or not
I’m singing en route to my destiny.
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On my desk a blank paper waits for me
To write upon it, words straight from the heart
It doesn't take that long before I start
All I have to do is let my thoughts flow
Quickly each one comes as they are set free
Love letter written, sincerely and slow.
The clouds wrote a message for me today
Their white peaks, like chalk against the blue sky
I wish I had wings like a bird to fly
So I could bring this letter home with me
Clearly it said what I wanted to say
Wonderful tricks by the mind what you see
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As the world turns, the hurricane has battered my heart
Threatening to unleash it’s powerful force once again
Determined to isolate my thoughts and drive me insane
The sprawling storm slams into my main thoughts of you
Up rooting and tossing loving thoughts I would start
Leaving me in a distant world of down pouring blues
In Fields Of Tulips
Twinkling stars heard the beating of lusting songs
Like diamonds sparkling and blinking to the beat
Sweet temptations, streaking by in countless deceit
Running nude in fields of wild tulips of innocence
Whispering secrets spreading and shredding wrong
Death overshadows, destroying fields of innocence
I've been a bad pussy
I’ve been a bad Pussy Cat, Maw and Paw put me here again
What did you do wrong you delicious looking Mouse?
Oh yes, I see you’ve eaten all the food in the house
I’m think of doing a favor for Maw, Paw and me
They’ll be pleased with the thought on my brain
my tummy’s growling; little Mouse you were yummy
My Funny Friend
You have done it again my funny friend
I can’t stop laughing at the things you’ve said
We’ve rolled on the floor pumping till half dead
stared in the mirror at two cuddle asses laughter from tease
Bald headed you and prune faced me, we’ll set a new trend
What would the world be like without laughter and flea‘s?
Prophets Will Arise
Hidden within our minds is the force of the Sun
violence and corruption will terminate soon
At the change of the purple eclipsing moon
A shadow cast all over the world brings change
The true force will arise, all nations reunite as one
The basics of peace brings powerful exchanged
Scared Pussy Cat
Don’t worry Pussy Cat, I’ll protect you!
It’s a scary, cruel world out there
I’ll always be here for you when there’s a scare
Oh, Oh here comes the whisker cat blokes
Don’t worry Pussy Cat, I gotta hold of you
We’re both shaking, let’s run for cover in the sand box!
This Is A Stick Up!
This is a stick up Pussy Cat, I won’t do you harm
I want some lovin’ and I know you want some too
You’re a fine lookin’ Pussy Cat, my love for you is true
I see your ah wanting me by the look in your eyes
With my gun loaded and ready; I’ll do you no harm
Let’s get it on Pussy Cat, ‘cause I’m Gods gift… surprise!
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We take for granted there will be a tomorrow,
Do something today to make life worthwhile.
Perhaps something simple like giving a smile,
Too many young souls have little time left to stay.
Too often lost in desire and our selfish sorrow,
Take time out to help them along their way.
We only said goodbye, it was not forever
Nor me thinks will it ever be so long
For what we have is much too strong
And destined to last what e’r we think
When asked about love you said never
Yet I have seen tears and seen you blink.
Tell me that there is no feelings inside you
Smile, and look me straight into my eyes
When you turn away, I know they are lies
And I see the tears and know they are pain
This is only farewell, not we are through
Rest assured we will soon meet again.
The scent of a woman pervades the room
Silver shafts of light heighten the scene
Highlighting spots of loving bodies sheen
The smiling moon has served her purpose
Aided by love has driven away all gloom
And laid to rest finally all the old ghosts.
A golden thought, a gentle touch
And diamonds sparkle in lovers eyes.
With kisses bringing passioned sighs
Our souls will soon find heavens track.
Too soon will be felt your rapturous clutch
Our way is set now, no turning back.
I Conjure You
I conjure you more beautiful than night
And trembling rush into summer streams
Dancing in the flashing residue of dreams
This fantasy that flowers easy in my mind
Takes me once again to pleasured height
Springs from desire, and grows wild in kind.
I sense your spirit
I sense your spirit in the wind
And taste your essence on my lips
I feel you now at my fingertips
Requires me to make no excuse
And see you smiling in my mind
Oh such passioned flowing juice!
I am the bee and honey drips
So sweet a special nest doth grow
The white hot heat of Heavens snow
Your trembles to my touch say please
The heavenly dust of passion grips
A passionate clutch forbids me tease.
Keeping Hope Alive
I wish you’d hold my hand against your heart
And hear a declaration of your love for me.
Is this a dream of something never to be,
Or can I hope and wish for better things?
Two questions with answers miles apart,
Must be asked to see what the future brings.
Shall we step back, or even walk away?
Friends we’ll always be, but would know
There was something we wanted to grow.
It would not hinder, but we would wonder,
The decision we made on that fateful day,
May well have been our biggest blunder.
Questions of Music
I listened quietly to you breathe
As the night wind outside plays its song
The music it has played for oh so long
Yet still has meaning to love everywhere.
But only lovers to this music cleave
Loves heartbreak tempo showing they care.
But now you stir within your dreams
Are they of me and important things
Or mundane thoughts of cabbages and kings?
Does loving music play each note,
Or its mood not fit with your schemes?
Whatever, as long as I am in your thoughts.
Now each dawn you awaken with me
And your lovely face the first I see.
I worship you, and shall love you forever more.
I see you smile, not in humour but humility
For I offer you the gift freely that is me.
I see your look as so willingly you take
The smile on your face I cannot ignore
As though from a dream I now awake.
The Gods Gift
For shame thou cannot deny thy desire of me
No more than I can of thee and will ever so.
Stars will pale and the sun will lose it’s glow
Before my love will reach its heavenly peak
And other loves will point to us saying, “See,
There is the love that even the Gods shall seek.”
Then modestly you dip your head in pride
Knowing that that love is their precious gift
And they are not worthy because of their rift
So two humans were selected, you and,
Then muses were chosen to be our guide
In time we met and fell in love through poetry.
Touch of peace from a forest pool
In the soft, silent lush green forest
See the sunrays flickering through
And insects like smoke invade the view
With sprinkling pillars of golden air
Then disappear like any Will O Wisp
That leaves the pool to the morning glare.
There is silence as night life goes to sleep
Mist shrouded fern and grass with dew
The next shift needs takes on a life anew
So for a while there is a deep silence
As beast and plant this balance keep
Peace reigns here with co-existence.
Under the Moon
Come to me love, if only in our minds
Surrender to me in passion and lust.
Your needs I will sprinkle with stardust
I will pleasure you, if only in dreams.
Our souls, our secrets we will unwind
Sharing love with stars and moonbeams.
Under the moon we’ll meet each night
Come to me my love just take my hand
And I’ll hold you forever, in wonderland
When dawn appears, we’ll open our eyes
If the sun doesn’t rise there is still moonlight
What e’r the clock we need never rise.
What do I see when I look into your eyes?
I see my future spent forever looking into them
And nothing on Earth could e’r condemn.
There is no crime in possessing a simple love.
There is never any need for me to disguise
Or need to whisper what I speak of.
Instead I should shout out to the world
In loudest voice my desire of thee
And hold it plain for all the world to see
That I love thee, and will forever more.
With thy compliance souls will be unfurled
And our love like flags seen on distant shore.
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I hear your calling in the deepest night,
you speak of love and lust and all between.
As sparkling stars surround the Moon, their Queen,
your voice envelops me with love’s warm words.
In dreams our souls and secrets will take flight,
till dawn will change them into morning’s birds.
Each sunset, when the blackbird sings its song,
our thoughts grow wings and rise to meet half-way;
as side by side we drift in gentle sway,
bright stars will light our path beyond night’s reign.
The rhythm of life’s breath sings sweet and strong,
till pulsing blood is trilling in each vein.
As Evening Sky is dressed in mauve and pink,
a playful wind reveals her underskirt
of golden satin- entrancing and pert.
Before the Sun gives her his goodnight kiss,
he softly touches her and gives a wink-
enveloped in his warmth, she sighs in bliss.
As storms abate, my windswept garden sighs;
each tree and flower bowed with bellowed blast,
while shivering leaves were shattered as breath passed.
Across the sky, clouds ran in frenzied haste,
they tumbled in big heaps of swift surprise-
at last the wind grew weary- end of chase.
I wrap my hands around an unseen sphere,
my fingertips reach out, yet do not meet;
as nerve-ends tingle, mind’s orb feels complete-
in visualization, spirit soars.
With upturned hands I raise my ball of tears-
surrendering old sorrows opens doors.
With rosy cheeks sweet Friday went to bed;
she wept herself to sleep, she couldn't stop,
when in her dream a rose appeared- it dropped
right on her pillow, velvet petals touched
her cheek, it tickled and she smiled instead.
Her hand then brushed the thornless stem she clutched.
Young Morning wears a flimsy negligee,
it’s cut from frozen breath by autumn ghosts
that swirl around her body, clinging close.
Behind soft veils of drifting clouds Sun sleeps,
his waking kiss soon ends sweet Morning’s sway -
her dress swiftly dissolves in Sun’s warm sweeps.
As sleepy Sun pulls up his eiderdowns
of lilac clouds, a string of rays in chase
creeps up along the edge that hides Sun’s face.
They tease now silent Earth and shine on planes
etched in the sky as sharply penciled frowns-
blown by night’s breeze, till just a dream remains.
Blue night sky is aflame with Sun’s embrace,
too soon his gentle snore will rock the Earth,
while in the velvet night, full Moon gives birth
to shooting stars- they have a wish to grant.
As light illuminates each upturned face,
enchanted wonder rises up in chant.
The Tree of Love
I listen to the rhythm of my heart
and try to understand its hidden words
that vibrate in my chest like nestling birds.
The tree of love has roots in many layers,
some branches wither, others freshly start-
they’re reaching out to answer whispered prayers.
Arachne chooses yarn for patterned weaves,
she samples strings of soul-spun silver thread
in search for tendrilled twines of tears once bled.
Each ribbon that she finds is scrutinized
as perfect cloth can only be achieved
when standards are set high and duly prized.
She takes her loom and runs the silver spool
while golden thread adorns her nimble weft-
in patterns’ growth, her fingers’ flight is deft.
Each filament is chosen to fulfill
souls’ vows, she blends them in with shining jewels;
in token of new love, she shows her skill.
When challenged once by Athena's bold call,
Arachne wove her spell into cloth’s thrall.
Yoga XIV Vriksăsana
I spread my toes and feel my feet connect-
bright filaments of energy then flow
between the earth and each now rooted toe.
I raise one foot; it rests against my thigh,
my body is a growing tree, erect;
my arms are branches, reaching for the sky.
I gaze beyond the outside world- inside
my center I feel each breath being born,
it blossoms through my body, to adorn
my fingertips with specks of aural bliss
I gladly offer to my spirit’s Guide,
as on my brow I feel his tender kiss.
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Place me on the shelf as a classic book
A masterpiece that will bear well my name.
Lasting words to read again and again
That express a certain gentility
Bind me in leather…for I like that look
And second rate's not good enough to be.
Long Ago Whisper
I am no more ~ a once upon a time and long ago whisper
An essence which you seek, but can no longer find
A memory of what was, you’ve kept nourished in your mind.
But know you don’t need a touchable me to be whole,
If I was able then into your ear I would gently murmur
“I might seem elusive yet I am a part…of your soul.”
Choirboys sing in unsullied agreement
Clothed similar in robes of black and white
Hymn books held steady in their visions sight
Sunday morning praise and glorifying
The organist plays accompaniment
To those virgin voices harmonizing.
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Where roses scent the breezes for thee,
Sunlight dances on mirrored leaves numbers
Adding to the joy of awaked slumbers,
Oxygen to the soul and bodies glow.
A golden finch calling to its matey
As I'd call thee back to a time we knew.
Chirruping chorus greets on nights breezes
Like a world song to bring peacefulness,
The way nature gives music is no guess.
Her creatures great and small lend her request
Unique harmonies, voices to please
In symphonious sound, nights choral best.
Dreams seem faded like old photographs do
That don't really belong to you only,
Perhaps not yours at all, cast offs, plainly
Someone else's, mirages of thought
Thrown away by the madding crowd, not you,
For you can wonder then what you've been taught.
Chittering outside my window I hear
Field sparrows hopping over dried up earth,
Cardinals chipping and flitting in mirth
From simple joys only they know, that are
Here today, gone tomorrow, like you dear,
Always shining in skies, a true day star.
To whom do you speak when apples fall?
What touching gives and words inspire thee
Are naught but arrogant pieces you see
Through a glass opaguely blind to a heart
That blooms at your spoken voice down the hall,
Beside castle walls, orchards of loves all.
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Leny & Ryter
As sweet words trickle in receptive ears,
their spark ignites an answering flow within-
anticipation trembles tender skin.
Slowly my body quickens as blood streams;
it’s shaking off old bonds of once shed tears,
while nerve-ends tighten in excitement’s dreams.
My dreams and fantasies are inspired by you
Sometimes a gentle candle that lights my way
Becomes a roaring fire when you bid me stay.
Those tears of sorrow replaced by cries of joy
As older thoughts are pushed aside for new
And there is nothing of the past left to annoy.
Hold me to your breast till your trembles cease
Wrapped in each others holds till passion subsides
Knowing it’s not an end but merely when love bides
Its time and builds slowly eternally on its strength
And for a while four glistening eyes are at peace
Discovering with love, its depth that gives length.
As heartbeats find new rhythms in love’s wake,
now ebbing waves bring peace as force abates-
soft ripples bear us closer to dreams’ gates.
My ear against your chest hears music’s call,
while we float gently on our starlit lake.
In time we’ll waken to seek passion’s thrall.
What do you seek?
What do you seek above all else
The end of a dream or the start of reality
That could be where you want to be
Take my hand and make your wish
Look into my eyes, know I’m not false
And just see what we will accomplish.
I seek my true love’s heart to be my guide,
his hand will lead me towards our dreams come true.
With all the shooting stars, I wish for you
to join me on a journey, yet unknown;
we’ll walk our path like children, starry-eyed-
to find the biggest gift- in love full-blown.
Yet More Questions
Shall I look into your eyes and wish for more,
Will I again feel your body next to mine?
Will you be as hungry savouring all you find,
Or much more temperate in your ways,
Sample each morsel until you realise
That you have earned each word of praise?
When you look into my eyes, there will be you,
immersed within my lake of dreams foretold;
above, pale Moon awaits our mirrored souls.
She casts her rays upon soft blushing skin,
enfolds entwining limbs in silver hue,
then blows on glowing embers- deep within.
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