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2009 Form Challenges

#2 Sapphic Stanza

The Sapphic Stanza is made up of three unrhymed lines of eleven syllables and one of five. Each line consists of two trochees, one dactyl and two trochees. This line is termed a Sapphic.
The (fourth) last line consists of one dactyl and one trochee, and is termed an Adonic. This gives a rhyme scheme of:
/. u.. /. u.. /. u.u.. /. u.. /. u..
/. u.. /. u.. /. u.u.. /. u.. /. u..
/. u.. /. u.. /. u.u.. /. u.. /. u..
/. u.u.. /. u..

It has already been stated that there are eleven syllables to each line, and also that there are five feet of unrhymed lines as well. Here is an example:
Haunting Echoes

Sappho wrote her poetic metered stanza
Lyrics voices cantillate call of reeling
Flowing songs from long ago haunting echoes
Drifting from Greek isle.

Jem Farmer
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Sapphic Stanza Challenge Replies

Maryse Achong

It's Carnival
Valentine's Day Frenzy

Divena Collins

Past History

Lorainne Dafney

Guardians

Jem Farmer

End of Twilight
Fusion
Haunting Echoes
The Sleeping Rose

Judie Gelling

Ocean's
Promise of Love

Ryter Roethicle

Back to the Future
Devotion
Fantasy Island
Forgive Me
Intriguing Thoughts
Journeys
Kinetics
Non Sequitur
Testing an Idea
Visions
Your Smell

Nia Wynne

Dream On
Evidence
Firefighters
Happy Face
Thankfully



Maryse Achong

It's Carnival

The carnival season is now in full swing
And the island is a-buzz with visitors
And returning citizens who have all come
Down here to party.

There's music in the air; everywhere you turn;
Downtown and in the malls the shops are busy,
Souvenir items are flying off the shelves.
It's 'wine and jam' time.

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Firefighters

They risk life and limb every time they respond
To a call; yet they are so often taken
For granted. These men and women deserve our
Deepest gratitude.

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Valentine's Day Frenzy

Valentine's Day, the store owner's dream come true,
The flower and candy shops do a brisk trade;
'Everybody loves somebody' today ,but
It's a passing phase.

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Divena Collins

Past History

Ancient tales which unfold, in a tome, of long gone chapters,
carvings of battles,discovery ,and unsolved mysteries,
man and women legends,all carved into stone
may one day be free.

Ancient Gods of Greece,Roman Emperors and Egypts Queen
all taking part in this,an era, of long past histories,
Vikings, Inca`s, Chinese Emperors, and more
in ancient Glory be.

Now are statues,etched deep in learned minds
passed down in history, from aged to young
decades on,it may be we,entombed in lore,
or lost to the sea.

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Lorainne Dafney

Guardians

Somehow they still generate many questions,
People viewing beautiful sites of; statues,
Standing on grounds from fallen, ancient soldiers.
Salvaged, locked in time.

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Jem Farmer

Fusion

The noisy outside world is the only sound
that disturbs the silence of our passion
yet even that fades into fragrant symphonies
as my lips taste yours.

I think we made love from that first cautious breath
across the chitter-chatter of crowded rooms,
not publicly or physically, of course
just our eyes caress.

That moment of intimate fusion intent
within a glance of unlimited sweet longing
drowning the chaos of reality as love
beckons the first time.

Inhaling time as it stood still in essence
of orchids kindle my desire for your French,
leaving my tongue dry by moistening lips
hunger for heaven.

Atmospherics of sexual tension build
splitting and cracking like lightning across air
yet still I am frozen with a glass in hand
daring you to stare.

Fully clothed your eyes make me vulnerable
open to scrutiny without restriction
yet embraced in a warmth of courted desire
long hidden inside.

In those precious seconds from when eyes first meet
to when your lips touched mine we travelled so far
between cautious shy utterances of thought
to lovers' delight.

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The End of Twilight

Beyond the horizon the sun lies fallen
and stars have yet to show in glorious light;
The night's darkest hour has come with hidden sighs
of silent vampires.

The scent of flesh stalks the land with evil minds;
malign intentions hunting innocent blood
The living dead of noble descent feeding
on a virgin's vein.

Demonic caress leaves a sorrowful soul;
to mourn a passing dream of desire's touch;
Unholy spirit with a satanic heart;
Incubi by name.

Ever youthful, immortal with godless smiles,
bring ceaseless nightmares with a cold deathly touch
Resides in everlasting Cimmerian realm;
at End of Twilight.

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Haunting Echoes

Sappho wrote her poetic metered stanza,
Lyrics penned for cantillate voices; reeling,
Flowing songs from long ago; haunting echoes.
Drifting from Greek Isle.

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The Sleeping Rose

She lies upon ivory sheets,
her body poised in rest's repose,
in dreams she tastes heavenly treats,
the sleeping rose.

Her crimson lips, so soft and moist,
betray the passion within her dreams,
her secret love remains unvoiced,
in sleeping schemes.

Her flawless fancy comes each night,
perfect, the hero found in sleep,
no false debate, just pure delight,
in passions seep.

When morning calls her mind awake,
her smiling eyes cannot disguise,
how love departs with dream's keep sake
and yawning sighs.

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Judie Gelling

Ocean's

Listen, greying treacherous seas so deathly,
Waves that Trumpet sounds from an eerie darkness;
Stars above; the glimmering hope that guide us
Thwarting ocean's curl

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Promise of Love

What happened that day the telephone rang?
Your voice was loud, but your pain even louder
You promised to love me forever, and then
You kissed me goodbye

It happened that day the telephone rang
I promised to love you forever, and then
In silence I stood, with a tear in my eye
And waved you goodbye

Where did you go that day the telephone rang?
When the horizon stretched far and beyond,
The day we made our forever promise
Whilst saying goodbye.

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Ryter Roethicle

Back to the Future

It is time now, just a few hours off until
We meet again and restore mem'ries forgot
And dreams as yet unlived but will in time
Become a mem'ry.

We met and for a short while were shy till love
Took o'er and soon dreams lived, mem'ries were made
Never to be washed 'way by the tide of time
And new dreams created.

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Devotion

Admire the wind, and the view of peaks and such
A sight seen rare, by very few. Heaven gave me
This crutch in life. My desire is that it could
Be viewed by two.

At love I clutch suddenly. Not fear of heights
But fear of love. No longer feared of what I knew
But fear of what I don't know and love made me
Approach you like this.

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Fantasy Island

Let me take you to a place where we can live
Our love, our hopes and our dreams. A place where we
Can live in peace, fulfilling our fantasies.
Fantasy Island.

On that island is only pleasure and love
There we will love and make love from wake to sleep
And in that sleep peace will come, the peace only
Love, true love, can bring.

We can stay a week, or a month, perhaps a year
Starting right now close your eyes and feel my kiss
And with that kiss, surrender yourself to me
For Eternity.

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Forgive Me

Forgive my arms, they find joy in holding you
Forgive my lips, they find joy in kissing you
Forgive my heart, it finds joy in loving you
Should I be sorry?

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Intriguing Thoughts

Some say that night and darkness are both the same
But how can love be born there if there's no light
And are the stars not beacons of light for us
Brighter still the moon.

I say that night creates love. With love there is
No dark, for love creates light. The moon and stars
Are proof of this. Who has not made love under
Starry skies and sworn

Their love each night evermore? The moon and stars
Attest to this, and for each new love a star
Is born. Thus love bears its fruit its gift to souls
Forever , amen.

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Journeys

The wise nomad sat watching, quiet as the gods
Ready the stars patterned across Heaven,
The wan night sky still pale yet, until the sun
Closes down the day.

The moon already ascending lights up the path
For them, and as if a switch were thrown the night
Begins afresh, renewing travels begin
By the Gods eons

Ago when they were younger if such a thing
Were so; and the wondering nomad reaches
For his bag and begins a journey started
When the world was new.

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Kinetics

I'm not waiting or wasting my time moving
I want to stay in the now with you by me
We will then get everywhere by going nowhere
Together like this.

It is Heaven making love and being in love
Thus we shall see galaxies staying like this
The moon and stars will envy what we create
Together this night.

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Non Sequitur

I have found my asylum, locked into
The analogue called life. No bars or walls
But a madhouse nonetheless. There are no guards
Everyone's the same.

Locked to the wavering insanity
That life demands and society sometimes expects
Unbarred to we of respect, addicts to norm
Affection and wealth.

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Testing an Idea

Just an idea that I thought was worth a play
Perhaps even to make it rhyme might be a way
First try couplets and see if that works or not
Let's give it a shot.

Next let's try Alternate rhyme Somehow I think
This is the way William thought so and he
Knew a thing or two about using his ink
And how poems should be.

But some prefer envelope and rightly so
Pushkin mixed his poems thus and who are we
To disagree that this idea should not be
Thought you'd like to know.

So there it is a sonnet just think a bit
I think you'll like to play with it.

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Visions

Look at me my sweet one, tell me of your love
And in return I will tell you about mine
How much you are treasured, how much you are
Cherished, adored.

You look at me and I see Heaven and more
You touch me there and I feel my heart beating,
Faster until I can stand no more and then
I die a little.

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Your Smell

As I open my toybox I notice that
The only smell is that of absence of you.
The smell goes first. Musty toys have replaced
Fragrances I knew.

The smell time spends collecting quickly builds up
Erases others, yours amongst the first to go.
And now I'm left with nothing, my friends the toys
Do not care at all.

Yet long ago they shared my hopes and dreams
Each night we'd play or just talk. They would listen
To the future I planned with them until
You came on the scene.

You'd hold Teddy or Kanga whilst we talked
Of love and things and planned our life as one.
Then one day you left suddenly without consent
Now I cant find your smell.

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Nia Wynne



Dream On

Special ways you make me laugh, helps me dream on.
With strength and charm you give me hope to dream on.
In loyalty and steadfastness I dream on,
Please dream on with me!

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Evidence

Honey is the color of my true loves eyes.
Lions roar loudly as he goes past,
Evidence of the ways we are sure
Of passionate storms.

Rivers are the arms that carry me to bliss.
Delta's mix salt into sand where he has walked,
Showing our blending was always in spirit
With love's true design.

Sugar, the bakery where we'd met has closed.
Songs you played under the stars give hope
Manifestation and desire new grounds
To leaven our hearts.

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Happy Face

Your smiling face has slowly stolen my heart.
The way your eyes sparkle show me much of joy,
For your happiness is my happiness, too.
Happy face, be mine!

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Thankfully

Like angels they come to our rescue in time,
When fire would consume us, their wings unfurl, fly
Quicker than the smoke, stronger than a rip tide.
Thankfully, we sigh...

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