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2011 Poetry Form Challenge#10 Sonnetina TreThere are various forms of quatrain, ranging from free verse, rhyming couplets, alternate line rhyme or an envelope, so there is a certain amount of flexibility here. No meter is stated, but tetrameter or pentameter is normal. In the example below the poet follows the 4x4x2 and and the poet choses to only have lines 2 and 4 rhyme: Note that like the sonnet it is produced with the component stanzas united, in this case as a ten line form
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Maryse AchongI close my eyes and meditate on You, On all the things You represent to me, And I am filled with calm and strength anew, As all my troubles slip away gently. My spirit soars and I’m revitalized, Ready to face whatever lies ahead, And though I count on this I’m still surprised, At just how easily my cares are shed. You said "Come to me and I’ll give you rest," I put this promise daily to the test. back to list |
Kathy AndersonYour shining eyes reflect the summer sun When love was yours and his forevermore, And forever will my memories run Along the ocean byway rocky shore It isn't just another day to play But to recall the yesterdays my way For in this way all you did is restored Like a vision in a dream seems so real Upon realities you've awaked From eternal slumber to minds appeal.  ----- Arrival Sweet singing airs of song sparrows and robins Tell me all we share is just a vibration Through thoughts a jubilant jubilation Justifying what path love takes its spin. I vibrate for thee on an elated plane The vibrato of which we discover gains. Sweet sultry soprano above the trees Tenderly lock away all doubts of loss Tulmultous times threaten to give the toss To us, now we defy, and I , let you please.  ----- Closing the Distance In dreams you tell me to awake from this dread No dread awaits the rosey dawn where I rise For arisen in my heart the truth replies, The dove flies back to the shores it once had fled. There is no limits except those we've imposed Time and place for every thing we apprise Is worth our notice and gains is implied What was hoped and so lacked faith in what was read. Be that our faith is restored there can be joy Which we have never seen or knew to enjoy. ----- Friends As robins chorus and cardinals sweet call Our hearts shall beat in time to rythms and beats, The sound of flutes plays away daydreams of meets Where we hear voices raised in honor of fall. In the Fall the poets know their company They will keep to join in words what truths they seek For seers they all are and dreamers so meek Yet in arms and eyes they all appear dreamy, Not seemy nor weird but prophetic and dear As none can compare to those who become peers. ----- Losing It If I should lose my mind there'll be no lines No stanza's or bonanzas of sweetest rhymes Reminding me to alliterate again Before the clock strikes midnights final refrain, It's the writing on the wall, invisible bane, An ink pen with a tinge of sepia brown That erupts upon my silent skins gown, The wounds around the edges of nightmares luck In daylight scenes beyond stormy sounds alack Reminding me to alliterate again.  ----- Silent Smiles In silent storms of the heart there is an eye That watches the winds of times we now decry. Such silence may destroy what love could deploy As seeds once planted wither from lack of sun, When thunderous rains came they still found no joy For too much warmth dried and desiccated one, Caused to run with floods what was left of fields Where silent footed does did paw for want of Grasses green and mellow birches giving yields Forever lost to but always needing love. ----- Sundown Through you. the sun sets warmer than before And creates again that glow within my soul Your love is not over, but rainbows ends A new horizon that holds hopes in store Strummed by the thunder of cobalt blue waves This mist shrouds blood orange sky orb and swallows A life of fire and gently lets it go Back into the circle of desires crave Desired One, you know this song of love Is sung by angels for eternity.  ----- A Summer Spent Waiting always waiting for the summer rays With beams the green grass grows making a bed for thee For thine are the ways of the Ollahm and tree To set free the voice of the poets pen plays. In summers lost and autumns found life abounds To the sounds of hummingbirds and hawks in flight And to the warm winds we turn aface for light Breathing in unison as guests of mint mounds Where honeybees adores to explore the leas That we might gather there to share noondays teas. back to list |
Divena CollinsEvil is the spirit devoid of all charm How cruel is thy venomous tongue Striking speed towards prey to stun Thou who wickedly inflict this harm; Thy hide in a thicket of camouflage Within a dance thou shalt hypnotise It is then thy shalt strike by surprise In a spell the victim spots a mirage; The way to freedom was never fewer Stunned with venom, no way to cure.  ----- Dryads Fantasy Dryad borne of the woodland sage Who haunts within a woodwind tone As she weaves thro` forest glades On a bed of leaves she rests alone; Restless shadows dance in the night Woodland Nymphs within her sight As she dreams in a mystical trance Echos of fantasy rings a new dawn; Harmony within this gift of romance Where her dreams shall remain theron.  Art Work by Vikki North. ----- Elixer of Love How bright the summer sun shall shine For the ripened grapes upon the vine That they may taste this elixir of love, Gentle calming of mind body and heart From heavenly Gods for lovers thereof, That draws them closer ne`er to depart They shall live, love, drink and be merry Much closer together than ever before, This passion enclosed within a berry Let that sun shine upon forever more.  Art Work by Vikki North. ----- Fantasies What I felt inside was sweet and rare My dreams were never to be denied Of those feelings I yearned to share Frustration was impossible to hide; Within my dreams I had felt his touch I knew then how I loved him so much Love was a passion my heart created Painting the contours of imagination, Thro` veils of illusion love had elated It is then I awaken fantasies creation.  Art Work by Josephine Wall. ----- Heart Of Dreams Here was a girl with her heart full of dreams Mystical moonbows `neath tinsel bright stars Betwixt her lonely world and red planet mars On crystal white clouds where angels redeem; She floats in her trance thro` a fluffy cloud Far away from reality towards the unknown The voice she heard beckon was only her own As she called this night in her slumber aloud; But all that could harken for miles around Were spirits of ancestors devoid of sound.  ----- Lost City of Atlantis How did the City of Atlantis disappear? Was this history back then or just fable Sea god Poseidon, warned of this fear That mortality was soon to be unstable; So many claims that tongues had woven Nothing of which had ever been proven Some say massive Volcano`s exploded Atlantis lost to the depth of the sea; Others spoke of cliffs that corroded To this day it still remains a mystery.  ----- Notation Of Summer Spring has sprung but a seasonal song Summer dances `neath shady bowers Midst crescendo`s of perfumed flowers A warmer breeze sighs the summer long; While a chorus of birds nest in the trees To a buzzing drone of the honey bees, A summer symphony of vocals delight Which harmony of nature shall compose Orchestral notations of a summer night; Within a summer solstice allegro of prose.  ----- Of Passion Within my dreams I reached for you I had longed for thy passionate kiss And thro` this night my yearning grew To remain closer would be utter bliss; I remember the nights I felt your touch Your whispers that you loved me much You told me then we were meant to be And I knew that our passion would reign One day soon our spirits shall be free; With a promise of our love once again.  ----- Pastures New I shall enclose a chapter of my life Upon this my ancient parchment page I would turn a leaf unto pastures new But leaves are very fragile with age; My poetic wordings are at a loss And am nearing the end of my goal A written legacy meant for my kin Though my quill I no longer control; Where is this muse that served me well Shall it return again will time only tell. A bad time this is for writers cramp Not a word in my mind to compose Now I have diminished poetic words As I conclude the end of my prose; At last I shall now place down my pen So wish me well when I bid you adieu It is here I shall rest my weary head Upon fresher meadows of pastures new; Gone is my muse that hath driven me on Blank is the parchment I now look upon.  ----- Rejection Locked in a prison within myself With no place to allow anyone in And yet so tearfully I force a grin Forever a reject left on the shelf; Once to have yearned to be a part But Oh how It hurt within my heart, I tried how I tried but to no avail Whatever my needs were not to be Just one last venture that I did fail Doing my best for a much better me.  ----- Silken Threads Caught in a web within a silken thread, This woven death trap her perilous fate With not much time left to contemplate Her final moments now filled with dread What wonders these spiders then weave To lure their victims in anguish to grieve; Of Dewdrops on lace as her woven nest Intricate patterns designed to impress Tangled imprisonment a victim to injest Awaiting her chance to escape no less.  ----- Summer Fantasy How calm the breeze of warm summer days Sweetness is the scent of a perfumed rose She lay down her head there in sweet repose By the still of water within mists of haze; What dreams are within a restless mind She may wish for a lover gentle and kind Within a floating mirror of the lily pond It is there her image of him should appear For her cherished love now and beyond Awakens in a fantasy so true and clear.  ----- Swan Lake With grace and charm thy glide upon the lake Such wonder of calmness within thy stance Upon rippling waters doth beauty enhance Such elegance within thy spell shalt partake; So white are thy shroud of feathers to preen Such pride and protection for a regal queen Oh how these birds with such beauty known So soothing and calming with heavenly bliss Such stature so wild yet serenity hath shown; How could such heaven upon earth go amiss.  ----- Voice Of The Wild Saddle thy steeds and ride fast my sweet lord Come take home your hounds and bid them to lay The fox and red deer are for certain their prey How much do you think nature can afford; To nurture these gifts that dwell on this land Learn to give the weakest a helping hand Savour the brightness of a summer moon; A shooting star glimmers so brightly above These wonders to behold that we may soon Hold dear to all things we treasure and love.  back to list |
Maggie CusickIt could have been the wind softly sighing perhaps the sound a of a fledgling first flight or your voice calling in dawns early light from distant land where I left you crying Come home to me as spring now comes calling to this beautiful land which you adore my arms are so empty please fill them once more come sweet arun.... mo chuisla my darling We will drift with the wind touching the sky and never again will we say goodbye  back to list |
Jem FarmerThe swirls of pink that pirouette in dance To catch blue-eyes who waits in cushioned seat With baited breath grasped by silenced heart beat For dancer’s arabesque to speak romance. Beyond the stage, blue-eyes is sitting back Battement of love that waits the curtain fall And music’s coda fades to dancer’s call Then lovers disappear in carbon black. O ballerina, beauty to behold But it is her love that makes blue-eyes bold. ----- Defiant Enigma I long to feel her hand in mine again To touch her skin and feel my heart beat thrill As senses ignore the watery chill While slowly walking through the summer’s rain For love has grown from depths of darkest pain Far gentler than any sedating pill Is the hand that leads me to climb this hill To take a chance on loving once again. Mystery beyond the horizon lies As history destiny now defies.  ----- Monochrome Why do they have to think in black and white? They speak of love but only in one way, Their’s is the only way that can be right And, of course, they think I chose to be gay. The choice was made inside my mother’s womb And is the way I am from birth ‘til tomb. Their pious words of hate with which they pray To save my soul from their own devil’s hell As I respond I have just this to say A place without love is no place to dwell. ----- Nightingale Sings O sweetly sings the nightingale, In words of poetic allure That echo through the night’s dark veil And yet so softly reassure. Across the years he touched my soul With philosophies making love; And even now his words cajole My pen from where he dwells above. The poet dear, that sings to me, In words that set my own voice free.  ----- Pirouette Pink ballet pumps await her feet tonight She will dance like there is no tomorrow Releasing all her deep inner sorrow The music brings her heart its joyful light. Her senses taut as the violin strings Yet still for love she dances; music sings The sweetest songs that ease her pain away, From dusk ‘til dawn she moves across the stage With divine grace the audience engage And her heart learns to love another day.  ----- Solitude's Mist A breathless dream, another sleepless night, Always aware something is not quite right; My heart is screaming out for love, her love, As softly, feather pillows soak up tears, I see her face smile in the moon above And moving on becomes the least of fears. The pain awakens again as dawn nears, I face yet another day on my own Until solitude’s mist fades and disappears Through this life, I now must journey alone. ----- Stuff the Lettuce Leaf I’m counting calories each time I eat, Trying to reduce the size of my bum, Been touching my toes to a rhythmic beat And masticating on sugar-free gum To ease the burden of choccy delights That beat my will power on winter nights. In the summer the rule is to be thin The bikini clad figure can’t be fat, When will I learn to say ‘to hell with that I am content with the skin I am in.’ ----- Thank You To mark the paper with a simple ‘X’ It is our duty on election day If governments should make us mad and vexed It is our right to have our legal say For all women who pledged their lives away So my voice could matter and thus be heard It is my duty on election day To make the ‘X’ without complaining word The suffragettes have made it so I can Have equal rights, the same as any man.  ----- Time Enough I feel her kiss upon the ev’ning breeze Can there be a sweeter moment than these? Beneath the setting sun she pulls me close, Revealing there is time for dreaming love, In this rapid world there is time enough, For in this place of love a minute slows. But when my darling love is far away Dear time, it stands so stoically still Because she gives my heart its beating thrill, For she is the shining sun that lights my day.  ----- Wild Brier Rose The red petals that whisper her desire She is my rose amid the wild briar Her velvet white reveals her loving heart In breaths that linger on a summer’s night To tempt the senses where love’s passions start Imploring dreams to taste the buds delight. My rose, that is pure white yet tipped with red, She offers me her tender, sweetest kiss, In silent words that lips have left unsaid, She grants me peace within her loving bliss.  back to list |
Peggy NelsonTMy heart feels so empty without you I feel the darkness of black and blue The glow from my heart is growing dim the flame is starting to burn out within I've lost all hope and have nothing but doubt As I sit and watch your flame go out The only way to touch you is in my mind The images are fading and hard to find My heart feels so empty without you Images of you are fading and hard to find No more images of vividness of you I only see darkness of black and blue A small glow flickers in my minds eye Its lonely not to see you, I'm starting to cry Tears flow over you and puts out your glow I've no way of seeing you, I've let you go My body had been aching for only you No more images of vividness of you Gone are images of vividness of you A once cherished loved one named Blue You have never touched my body I fret Today I wish we had, now I have regret You always had touched my heart and soul You’ll never know you had so much control My soul is dark with shades of black and blue It’s empty and no longer shines of love for you Now I have ridden all dreams of you inside me I've accepted the inevitable and have set you free You always had power to touch my heart and soul I've accepted your rejection and have set you free ----- It's Only Make Believe When words spoken of love, such deceive For words stated were only make believe A game of challenge people love to play Spoiling some unaware of childish play When typed words of love and future fate Making them think they’re words are great Don't feed your childish love lines to me On line romance is crazy and foolish to see Its only make believe, this on-line dreamy affair For in the end you'll find no one really care Come tease me and please me it's easy to say If they don't want to meet, then be on your way How foolish to play love words to their moving cast Keep it up, you’ll learn it rarely works or will last Because more people will tell you nothing but lies Bet they wouldn't say if you looked in their eyes Don't bother; not unless you like such foolishness For I’ll be there to expose more candid nudeness Its only make believe, this on-line dreamy affair For in the end you'll find...they don't really care To have disrobed for pleasured thrills of worthless, Desires to come to climax cause, can’t find real outlet They’re despicable, cunning, worthless you’ll regret Now give me your love, so in return I can now abuse it And when awaken and fine me gone, you can have a fit Come test me again my desirous darling of dreams forever Come shower your body of lust longings of hopeless test Come to my wants and needs of foolish, despicable nest As Its only make believe, this on-line dreamy affair For in the end you'll find, I learned never to really care ----- Keep Dreaming Love Everything you have done, even the slightest touch Be it here with me or in splendorous dreams to blush Summers colorful array of soft flowers drift and fall in Making fragile forces of your love inserted deep within I confess the tender loving ways you have held me close, Keeps me shinning and always longing more to transpose No thunder nor lighting will ever erupt, keeping us apart Taking fondest memories of our passions from the start, When your love smiles and eyes of wants broke the silence We knowingly drifted and fell into blissful hypnotic trance Slide into your imagination baby and invade my dreams Come to me with your gentle breezes and help toss out fears Encase my soul, bring onto me timeless treasures with you Paint magical overflowing designs upon my every dream All dreams shared with you excite me through and through I pause remembering monumental hours of your laughter That happened with powers held within your heart and soul As darkness covers the day and heavens candle lights glow I’ll drift into another world beyond earthlings humiliations Till tomorrow; I’ll caress the marvelous dreams with you  ----- A Precious Child I find myself think of my Granddaughter today And what life will bring to a Special girl each day I would like for her to be happier than she Has ever been as each and every moment passes I would love for everything coming together for her Such as her plans her hopes and wonderful dreams I know someday they will as she gains knowledge She is now two years young born on this day; May sixth I know she will reach the peaks she will climb towards There will never be a day when I won’t wish the world for her  ----- Silent Leaf Oh how I wish I could be a fallen leaf One to caress your innocence of belief Calm you on the balmiest nights for relief A silent leaf to follow you along the reef A beautiful color for only you at your request To tenderly caress and hold gentle to your chest Oh how wonderful it would be to float about Without listening to unkind forces to gross out To be blown far away and lay in silence in route Until end of time when I am crushed and opt out  back to list |
Ryter RoethicleWhen I lost him, I could not cry real tears, And yet my pain was no less great for it. But men do not cry, or worst still show their fears, Instead they pretend, and bury it all in a pit. The Aussie way, down the pub with a gang of mates. Eventually, the light goes on common sense awaits Or worse still are made to wake up to the truth. But the cloud of alcohol can make emotions dense In preferring still the Carlton United booth Where amber fluid simply aids the pretence. ----- Birds Birds like children dance and play in the grass And I am locked here inside a glassy frame Listening to the birds and their raucous game Running this uninspired technical class. I envy the ordinary birds, they seem so alive, With their morning joy as we merely survive. I believe if I were a bird I would become sane Able to feel the pleasure of beautiful things Like their joy of flight and the freedom to sing, Taken for granted by mans indifferent brain. ----- Black Crows Black crows scream out marking their domain Refreshed and freer by men’s attitude now Hoping that the benefits will forever remain The only fear left is the township doesn’t grow. But man cannot promise past his own plan Least of all for the plans of an ambitious man. And some birds are no different in this respect They breed past their need to account for their loss Whilst man breeds out of need and lust I expect Forgetting or ignorant that Mother Nature is Boss. ----- Eriophora She has no fear of four wheel drives Or young boys being silly on trail bikes Her only problem is during the day When birds are hunting for their food. Each warm evening at dusk I watched As she carefully rebuilt her silky web again. Each night a different pattern across the path Twixt tree and house, a mighty task for her, And each morn gone, save a few strand’s left That bridged the largest gaps of all. I have no fear of her, why should I? She eats the bugs that pester and annoy me And gives me pleasure each time I see her, I am full of admiration for her diligence. But now she has gone, her work is over And winter approaches oh so quickly now. I can only hope the progeny she’s left behind Will prosper and grow as well as her, So that once again on warm summers eves I can watch her daughters perform their art.  ----- The Glass is Broken The glass is broken time stands still I need the time to rush by so fast Still it dithers and minutes last Sand can no longer the bottom fill No need to rush, time I must kill. I’m forced to capture what has past Why is time so poorly miscast Its cruelty stands against my will In a time that’s less than miniscule When next we meet see it overfill.  ----- In My Garden In my garden, I watched the last apple fall And saw a solitary bee still working there. I was amazed that there was any life at all, That there were still creatures left to care. I would have thought by now they’d gone, Barren, with nothing left alive to carry on. Then I looked again, and suddenly realised That there was life and fresh green leaves, Also certain that winter will take its toll And then I felt the scent, THAT was prized. ----- In Spirit Once again, I kiss you on your mouth And although you cannot feel me Your fingers lightly touch your lips, But I’m unable to feel your warmth. I know, you have felt my love By love I am forever bound to you And even though you cannot see me I will always be there with you. You are unable to feel my touch Yet I know, you can feel my soul. ----- Just a Simple Act I look at the specks of stardust above. Bright pinpoints of heavenly light. Should I gather some in faint hope of Adding to and improving times flight? Will those bright specks of heavens dust Slow the speeding time of togetherness, Or in times apart find this is so unjust And oil the slowing wheels of absence. The heavens cleared left only darkness My desire left other loves in distress. ----- Kaptive The sun shines in though the classroom window Outside I hear birds and children as they play A young girl is screaming like a petulant Jackdaw Making me wish more for the end of this day. I can see my students wince as they do their test From that incessant screaming there is no rest. Then suddenly a heavy silence fills the scene, Mums have arrived and the stage is now bare. Avian life feeds on scraps fallen on the green It’s far from stressful, and I wish I was there. ----- Rain The black rain runs down without cessation I try to ask the storm the secrets of life Seeing lightning strike like a glittering knife Stabbing the Earth, unafraid of retaliation Nature’s voice speaks out as droplets turn, Once meek streamlets now swirl and churn. And as such answers this mans calling, "Listen, the riddle of life is in the sound Of just one worthless man's tears falling Times the years of them striking the ground".  ----- Reality Bites Nine year old soldier with a wooden sword Backwards balanced steps, leads to the door He holds his breath, pretence of silent horde Whence he returns to schoolboy once more. Outside he dreams in mountains of snow But dreams with school bell are soon dashed Gone for a while our helm’d Viking hero, All myths and lore and dragons are squashed. Now Maths, and English must take their place And our young hero, show a different face. ----- Reflections We are all reflections of each other, We are unique yet something more. Some images of Father, some of Mother To find ourselves we must explore. Oft’times we think we know each other Because we think we know ourselves. With friendship like sister or brother Layered in types like books on shelves. Others wish they could be who we are, When in reality we are very similar. ----- Unison The morning breaks and lovers stir once more The dawn chorus calls out, "Wake up, wake up". Then once more lovers kiss and spirits soar As on loves rich feast they again will sup. Perfume of love, like silver springs is flowing And golden touches arouse feelings once again. Feelings now familiar as their love is growing, Make them aware things can never feel the same. For love is two souls that in time merge into one And can ne’er be separate once it has begun.  ----- Values With time feelings grow and once good friends Begin to know other feelings and a once smiling look Takes on a serious aspect, with a reluctance to end What was once a more pleasant task easily forsook. For such is love, and meeting is a most pleasant task, Whilst looks and touching even more pleasant still. To abide for a short time is not too great an ask And pray that time for a while will stand still. Within this time feelings will grow even more And from this the greater seeds of love will pour. ----- What have I done? "What have I done to her," she asks? I have opened her mind to her emotions Too long hidden, and to tears long unbidden, And for too long on misery she has ridden. I have opened her mind to fears once known But seeds of need and desire I’ve also sown I have opened the door to her heart, With a key to a lock that she herself created She can travel to places she has dreamed of And find a love, she always prayed for. back to list |
Dana Rowewe operate grades on "good enough"; our children on standards becalmed. yon bell-curve gradations, evil stuff; imperfect and vacuous, with harm. notes tested by ear, sounded with heart: the soul rolls us over with ideas. young minds discover pathways: their own; answer questions they ask of themselves; today has didactic concoctions not driving enlightenment’s purpose. back to list |
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