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2008 Form Challenges

#5 Rime Royal

This stanza form like the Sonnet is believed to be of Italian origin, and appears to be formed out of the, stanza called Ottava Rima, by removing the fifth line. This reduces it to a seven line stanza of three rhymes, arranged with a rhyme scheme of;
a. b. a. b. b. c. c.
It seems probable that its inventor was Geoffrey Chaucer, who had many compositions using this form, of which the following is an example:
THE PRIORESS'S TALE
Domine, dominus noster.

O Lord, Our Lord, Thy name how marvelous
Is spread through all this mighty world," said she
"For not alone Thy praise so glorious
Is given by men of worth and dignity,
But from the mouths of children Thy bounty
Is hymned, yea, even sucklings at the breast
Do sometimes Thy laudation manifest.

"Wherefore in praise, as best I can or may,
Of Thee and of that pure white Lily-flower
Who bore Thee, and is yet a maid alway,
I tell a tale as best is in my power,
Not that I may increase Her heavenly dower,
For She Herself is honour and the one
From Whom spring wealth and goodness, next Her Son.

"O Mother-Maid! O Maiden-Mother free!
O bush unburnt, burning in Moses' sight,
Who ravished so the Soul of Deity,
With Thy meekness, the Spirit of the Light,
That His virtue, which was Thy soul's delight,
Conceived in Thee the Father's wise Essence,
help me to speak now with all reverence!

"Lady, Thy goodness and Thy generous grace.
Thy virtue and Thy great humility-
No tongue may say, no pen may fully trace;
For sometimes, Lady, ere men pray to Thee.
Thou goest before, of Thy benignity,
And givest us the true light, by Thy prayer,
To guide us all unto Thy Son so dear.

"I cannot bear the burden, blessed Queen,
Of fitly praising all Thy worthiness,
My wisdom and my knowledge are too mean;
But as a child of twelve months old, or less,
That scarcely any word can well express,
So fare I now, and therefore do I pray,
Guide Thou that song of Thee which I shall say!'


The original did not have stanza breaks, however, for the sake of explanation they have been included her.

In the sixteenth century, Rime Royal was regarded as the almost exclusive classical form for heroic poetry in England. It was already accepted in Scotland by King James I., and it is believed that this is the origin of the Royal title.

The seven-line stanza began to go out of fashion with the revival of Elizabethan poetry, but Spenser re-energised it in his Hymn of Heavenly Beauty, and Shakespeare in The Rape of Lucrece part of which is below.


Borne by the trustless wings of false desire,
Lust-breathed Tarquin leaves the Roman host,
And to Collatium bears the lightless fire
Which, in pale embers hid, lurks to aspire
And girdle with embracing flames the waist
Of Collatine's fair love, Lucrece the chaste.

Haply that name of 'chaste' unhappily set
This bateless edge on his keen appetite;
When Collatine unwisely did not let
To praise the clear unmatched red and white
Which triumph'd in that sky of his delight,
Where mortal stars, as bright as heaven's beauties,
With pure aspects did him peculiar duties.

For he the night before, in Tarquin's tent,
Unlock'd the treasure of his happy state;
What priceless wealth the heavens had him lent
In the possession of his beauteous mate;
Reckoning his fortune at such high-proud rate,
That kings might be espoused to more fame,
But king nor peer to such a peerless dame./b>


As can be seen from Chaucer the original Rime Royal had no particular meter or line length, but from the fifteenth century as the example of Shakespeare's The Rape of Lucrece shows above, Iambic Pentameter was the form used.

At the start of the seventeenth century Rime Royal went out of fashion. It has been occasionally revived, but not in poems of any length or particular importance.

The subjects of rime royal poetry was courtly, moral, or classic tales, and generally must be elevated: love, chivalry, saints' lives, classic tales, tragedies. Rime royal was not used for low comedy or bawdy tales. However, times and fashions change and here is an example of a modern Rima Royal.

Snake Dance

In swirls of coloured snakes all eyes were held;
fast changing patterns stunned, bewildered, caught-
spectators sat like statues, were compelled.
As looping crossings tumbled, shapes were wrought
that mesmerized my thoughts until distraught.
On trails of satin ribbons sighs disclosed
the liberation shared by those exposed.

Leny Roovers
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Rime Royal Challenge Replies

Maryse Achong

Believe it or Not
Colour Me
Fighting Females
Healing Hands
In Your Hands
Time Out

Maggie Cusick

New Dawning

Lorainne Dafney

Garden Patchwork
Silent Agreement

Feral Pen

Places We Can Go

Peggy Nelson

Come take my hand
Entwined Hands
In Dreams
My Overstuffed Teddy

Ryter Roethicle

Autumn Love
Cacophony of Time
Dreams
Flying Thoughts
How Often
How Stupid
Humpty Dumpty
In another place
Late Flight
My Shy One
Suppose I Die
Xpectations



Maryse Achong

Believe It Or Not

I say my prayers to the God that I know,
Am guided by the dogma I've been taught;
And though at times they are hard to follow,
I try. My mind, my heart and spirit caught
Up in what I believe. Others have sought
And found their peace on different paths. I say
To each his own, but where I am I'll stay.

Some try to shoot my faith down bit by bit,
With bullets trained on things I hold most dear,
They're determined to make at least one hit,
Perhaps they even offer up a prayer
That they will find their target. I don't fear;
My faith has weathered storms and will survive,
It is nourished and very much alive.

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Colour Me

Colour me contented in shades of gold,
With streaks of midnight blue when I am sad
Splash red everywhere when I cannot hold
My anger, grey when doubts make me feel bad.
When hope abounds 'tis green in which I'm clad.
A chart with every colour that is me,
I never know what shade I'm going to be.

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Fighting Females

Two small dogs constantly fighting
They try my patience to the max,
Growling, whining, barking, biting
Is it because I've been too lax?
I might as well just face the facts,
They're spoilt and I must take the blame;
Can't help but love them all the same..

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Healing Hands

'Oh God' we often pray, "please put a hand,
Show us the tunnel's end is within sight,
Help us believe though we don't understand
That it is darkest just before the light."
And then just when it seems as if the night
Will surely conquer us, daybreak arrives,
And once again You heal our wounded lives.

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In Your Hands

It's Sunday and I'm feeling rather low,
So much unhappy news in the past days;
I mouth Your Name and question if You know
What's really going on; but my heart says
"Yes, He's proven it in so many ways."
You soothe my cares as only You can do,
Although I am so unworthy of You.

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Time Out

Sitting on the old bench in my garden
Looking on as Marble and Tawny play
Enjoying the warmth of the morning sun,
I think it's going to be a lovely day
My heart and mind at peace; what can I say,
Sometimes my plate is full, too much to take
But then He fills my cup my thirst to slake.

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Maggie Cusick

New Dawning

Night is falling softly, ending of day
bright the lights glowing in darkening sky
far down below people kneeling to pray
wishing for wisdom with years rolling by
promising faithfully, hearts do not lie
Morning now creeping softly from the east
Brand new beginning, futures supreme feast.

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Lorainne Dafney

Believe It Or Not

All colors blend together upon grass
as pretty flowers wake up from their beds
fragile young petals that can break like glass
in pink, blue, yellow and purple line walks
if you listen closely you'll hear bees talk
about the fragrances that fill the air
with perfume inviting us to springs fair

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Silent Agreement

Rainbows will cover once bare garden walls,
as spring rains and sunlight cast their magic
now slowly but surely seedlings grow tall
even between the the cracks and foot traffic.
All blooms survive nothing ends up tragic.
Mother Nature she forgives and forgets,
gardeners hands that toil without regrets.

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Feral Pen

Places We Can Go

Arise take your leave of darkened musing
Emotion feeds on all that it is fed
Feed it then a choice of better choosing
And let your day with happy heart be led
For hearts must be the leader of the head
If you can look within and find this so
Then come, for I've some places we can go

Would you journey, to mother's gentle smile
While infant suckle hungry at her breast
Now watch her bow to softly kiss the child
Smiling as her lips, to the babe are pres't
How could there ever be a scene more bles't
If you can look within and find this so
Then come, for I've some places we can go

An April sunrise tease the mountaintop
But shrouded, clouded fog the valley keep
Yet soon sunlight sparkles on each dew drop
And wakes the slum'bring morning from its sleep
No day but this holds beauty half as deep
If you can look within and find this so
Then come, for I've some places we can go

Two heartbeats find a rythm they can share
The rythm turn into loves melody
For only love can keep the music there
So temper'd with a spice of parody
This never ending lovers rhapsody
If you can look within and find this so
Then come, for I've some places we can go

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Peggy Nelson

Come take my hand

Come take my hand in dreams not planned
Where all dreams are answered and observed
From horror to expanding love commands
A trip where thoughts are rightfully deserved
Answers to questions of past and future to understand
And when the dream is over, the wiser we will be
Until dreams bring the horrors into humanity.


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Entwined Hands

From out of the secluded underground world
A tree emerged in the middle of nowhere land
Although it did not speak, mystically it was so loud it Hurled
The trees structure was of peaceful entwined hands
There in the middle of nowhere a message stands
Held within the entwined hands a song of futuristic dreams
Simple words every person or animal would surly beam

Animals instinctively knew the intensity of this spiritual tree
Veggies/fruit were eaten; mysteriously the tree vines grew more
Millions came in groves, the sick, the poor the rich to see
No matter what was eaten from the tree no one was ignored
The tree inspired and grew from country to country to adore
The Entwined tree was a cure and love spread all over the lands
The simplest song was sung from the tree of the entwined hands


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In Dreams Of Past, Present and Future

The past was viewed in dreams of only me and you
building sand castles and surfing the waves all day
On the shoreline along the beach, made special for two
We were best of friends as we played in the suns array,
Friends forever throughout life we hoped to portray
We kissed good-bye, promising we'd meet someday again
The past is gone now, yet I feel the urge from the wanting pain…

Today I live in the present and drove to the same salty beach
I sat there where we played, wondering what became of you
Thoughts heavily weighed how you could be so close at reach
As the waves broke upon the shore, many thoughts came through,
Wonderful feelings submerged my mind with ideas to pursue
I drove home with a yearning heart and proceeded surfing the net
Finding your name all over the world, the outlook sank to fret…

Years have past by with unfulfilled dreams of you and I
All present fantasies are laid to rest of laughable dreams I've dreamt of
Futuristic dreams of sunsets with breathtaking stars in the sky
While walking and taking hold of the reaching hand of my love
The future looks brighter with colorful, vibrant images to dream of
Past and Present has been redecorated with future dreams to perceive,
Of you and I together on the beach; playing the dreams of make believe

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My Over Stuffed Teddy Bear

My over stuffed Teddy Bear, I love with all my heart
When darkness from the skies enter, I grab my Teddy Bear
I held him every night and squeeze him till he fell apart
When I felt lonely and sad, I knew Teddy's waiting there
The only thing that's missing is the love he can not share
It'd be nice if he could hold me as I've held him during years
And when pain and crying came, he could kiss away my tears

All his periwinkle stuffing's pouring out; his head is cracked in two
I Loved my colorfully decorated Teddy Bear I've had for many years
I realized one day he was ragged and torn; missing nose and eyes of blue
I gave him one last kiss on his cute pink lips and wiped away my tears
Somehow I've slept without Teddy, now that I've driven away dark fears
The day I said good-bye Teddy and laid him in the sewing box all a fray
I knew one day when I'm old and grey, I'd lay next to Teddy and stay.


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Ryter Roethicle

Autumn Love

Come take my hand my autumn angel
No longer summers colours bright
Lush green hues are no longer visible
And days share equal time with night.
Cool mornings and a paler sky sight
Leave a legacy the colours of red and gold.
So thankful crops are gathered, and sold,

This time is ours in our private nest
Away from cooler seas that chill the air
It is now we find that time alone is best
With evenings by a fire in a comfy chair
Now that time is best to show we care
And future lives stretching out forever
That we earned through our endeavour

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Cacophony of Time

Hear you this rhyme and its journey
The glorious colour confusion found.
Hear you about time and its cacophony
You cast a rich dark colourful sound
Through pain, and joy, darkness commands.
Aged eyes see colours now with lesser tint
Looking back wondering where time went.

Parsleys rage, Rosemary's lost time
Listening to sirens and burglar alarms
Regretting indiscretions and anti-social crime
Like speeding offences escaping by smarms
And flattering police and using your charms
Now sixty years old and no longer a beauty
You have to compromise with gentle acuity.


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Dreams

Sleep reigns with dreams of us whilst I sleep
I know I'm dreaming, because you are here
As each night our loving meetings we keep
A world away, I close my eyes, you appear
In day too far to pull you close I fear
I spend each day wishing it were through
For now these dreams will have to do.


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Flying Thoughts

My wings cover all of the chequered earth
Under the deep blue of the morning sky
From the distant east where the sun gives birth
Towards the far off west where daytimes die
And o'er white clouded earth where I must bide.
Adapting to civilised nefarious schemes
Envying the birds that live my dreams.

My wings take me close to a heavenly swath
Where angels and birds mix and abound
Looking down on mans cacophonic path
Contemptuous of all mortals on the ground
And how to those dimensions we are bound.
Living only to satisfy societies need
That is just based on the media's greed.

My wings take me away from the day
That starts from the rising of the sun
And leads me on towards the night
Where I see the darkness has begun
Or is it ending and their night time done
From my point on high should I wish it so
I can make the day, never come, or go.


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How often

How often do we punish the one we love?
Sometimes words have more poison than snakes
Pouring out pure venom from above.
Then with the morning realising as one wakes
The stupidity of our deeds and conscience shakes
Wishing that we could take back every word
Trying to heal the scars caused by the absurd

And our loved one says, "I forgive everything"
You hear, but in her voice you sense the pain
And from her tone, you hear alarm bells ring.
How quickly she turns away, and hides again
Just gently turn her to you and see the strain
Behind her smile, but know there's no harm
That cannot be fixed by this woman's charm.


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How Stupid

How stupid! What kind of fool am I
That when I tell you that I love you
I should expect a movement of your eye,
Or a few simple words to lift my blue,
Or some indication, just one simple clue?
Commit to love there's naught to fear
When I've told you what you want to hear.


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Humpty Dumpty

I was not meant to sit on a wall
But it was you who put me there
I did not wish to have this fall
I believed when you said you care
And my shell is broke beyond repair.
There is no help in which to turn
Another lesson I have to learn.

Any knowledge that I can gather
Curious about life and love and all
Is so uncertain, like the weather.
I was not meant to sit on that wall
I did not wish to have any fall.
But fall I did and down I crashed
And all hopes of love are ever dashed.


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In another place

In another place, in some other time
Beyond our reach is a land of fantasy
A perfect place with a perfect clime.
Where all our hopes and wishes to be
Live their only in our dreams to see
And all we scheme and wish and dare
Every night is just waiting there.

A kaleidoscope of life's rich fare.
For us to see again refreshed and new
There we exist without a care
Our bodies perfect, strong and true
A land of love where all's true blue
So each night as on your beds you lie
Why not relax and let your cares go by?


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Late Flight

Late flight, late night, the day is over
With a glass of wine I contemplate the day
A different scene my eyes now cover
As quickly I pack my clothes away
And go to feed at the hotel buffet
Soon good food and wine do their work
Sitting there my mood begins to perk.

One thing is lacking, that's good company
It was thought here I could stay two days
But in this strange town no-one knows me
Though so far I have nothing but praise
And the Indian restaurants my spirits raise.
I had a huge laugh as I drank my wine
On looking I saw it was Australian.


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My Shy One

My shy one there is much to be patient of;
Thy eyes say much, so soft and gentle,
But thou has quietened in speech my love.
Be not silent, I wish thy fears to dispel
Know I am entranced, held by your spell
My heart bursts with love, none can excel
And of my love forever, I wish to tell.


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Suppose I die

Suppose I die, what would you think of me?
Is there a treasured spot saved in your heart
A place there saved, saying you loved Terry,
And that place saved, will it be a special part,
A conversation piece on which to start,
Or merely another image you recall at times
Oh I remember him, his forms and rhymes?


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Xpectations

True love is a treasure seldom discovered
First a tender brilliant consuming fire
Simple in the making, but needing to be fed
Giving it the strength of spun gold wire
Once tempered only with passions fire
Doused only in the dampness of the sheets
Made by lovemaking and constant repeats.

But in time even the greatest fire must wane
Just as life must cycle so love must also rest
Only to this higher level will love attain
A stature that only time and truth can attest
Then finally finding they have been blessed
Smiling and with knowing whispers touch
And in doing so realise they have so much.


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