2019 Poetry Form Challenge
04 Malaysian Sonnet
This sonnet form was developed by Jose Rizal M. Reyes of the Philippines and having seen several sonnets using this
form it is only fitting that it is included here.
Basically it follows the English form, but with a background of Spanish was able to use a consistent rhyme easier, and
similarly Malaysians would have no problems ether.
It has a rhyme scheme of;
.. a. a. b. a. . . b. b. c. b. . . c. c. d. c. . . d. d.
and here is an example.
As I lay my weary head upon the heath
Upon scented herbs that thrive beneath
It is here I shall slumber in deep content
Amidst a gentle breeze of natures breath
Of sweet repose within a meadow spent
Relieving anxieties that may represent
Problems that awaken a loved ones mind
That only the touch of nature can prevent
Within rhythmic tears of sorrow shall find
The emotional sympathy of a heartfelt kind
Amidst the wakening of a new found morn
With all of loves heartaches cast behind.
Soft notes of music 'twixt sheathes of corn
The blessing of nature shall ever be born.
Malaysian Sonnet Challenge
- Kathy Anderson
- Don't Forget Her
- Terry Clitheroe
- Alone with my Toybox
- Beach Dreaming
- Days Will Come
- Gurney Dawn
- Hot Summers Night
- Just For A While
- Question of Existence
- Tears Have Been Shed
- Unequalled Wisdom
- Yearning Fot the Night
- Zilch Power
- Divena Collins
- Beast of Bodmin Moor
- Born as Free
- Chevalier's Lady
- Final Destiny
- Hypnotic Charms
- Just Dennis
- Lady Unique
- One More Battle
- Silence In Space
- Sweet Child
- Time To Go
- War Insignia
- Wherefore Art Thou
- Wiles of a Waif
- Jez Farmer
- Pimal Touch
- Soul Searching
Don't Forget Her
Remember to invite your Mother
For the Mother of all is queen to green Father
Who hunts down the moon of Summer
Now cloaked in clouds grey coat comer
Of bright white snowy days or other
Days we thought thoughts of loves colour
In weathers drab or gay that recall,
Recalling Mays dance we romanced ever
In the arms of trees and green grass sprawl,
Sprawling blissful moments never banal
Never a place too dull for passions breath
To catch us unaware dusks embraced thrall,
Enthralled beyond loci beyond death,
Dying embers remain in Hades depths.
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Alone with my Toybox
Silent tears are falling down my face
A place of solitude with so much space
Yet who would know just by the sound?
There is no one to understand my place.
There is a sound of silence no-one's around
A heart barely beating now love's aground.
And in the toybox is only a sense of loss
That no fancy verbiage could e'er expound.
The beings lie sentient now there's no boss
Uncared for, ignored, like some type of dross.
Aware and alive and still with some gait
For what is memory but a heavier cross?
It takes but two thoughts to break this state,
Thoughts the same from two minds separate.
A rising gentle sea-breeze blows my cares away
The day's heat has moved away from the bay
That is a welcome change from the hot north now
In that cool welcome breeze the jacaranda's play
The birds become more alive up in the boughs
Somehow clearing away all the sweated brow.
I sit back with my lovely glass of cold white wine
Savouring what wine, coolness, and music allows.
Late autumn has its own rewards I often find
Peaceful music is also a reward, relaxing, kind.
The schools are back and all the noisy kids gone.
Feeling the change, I write what's on my mind.
I lean back, contemplating the stanza I've just done
The gentle wind blows, my mind and soul are one.
Days Will Come
The days will come the days will go
The slowness of time seems to grow
Counting weeks as they pass along
The years will pass not fast nor slow.
Throughout time our love's been strong
Eternity's torch has shone for so long
The hands of time just move on and on
We are away from the madding throng.
At the end of time when everything's gone
We will smile having outlived the sun
All suns have died and there's only snow
Our love outlasted the worlds everyone!
The days will come and the days will go
The hands of time still moves on just so.
There are grey colours in the morn
Caused by morning mist hiding the dawn
My room is now lit once again with sun
It's 0715, I realise the day has been born.
The mist had hid its birth from everyone
Now after my shower my day has begun.
And the scents waft to me once more
As dressed, close the door and leave my room.
I'd looked out my room on the 34th floor
Saw fishing boats moored close to the shore
The pollution in the water here's a disgrace
Only later will they start work once more.
Greys are gone, rightful colours take their place
Down below the morning traffic starts its race.
Hot Summers Night
Hot summer nights the Cicadas calls
Trembling waves emanate from walls,
And in the distance hear music's beat.
Alone with my thoughts as music calls.
My love lies isolated from their noisy beat
And in her garden winter still lays in retreat
Whilst her gentle thoughts and tiptoe dreams
Still remember nights stifled by nights heat.
But I am cool and conceiving poetic schemes
With memories of loving amidst light beams
After other things that remain in my heart
Reality and love must separate now it seems.
Spending nights no longer together but apart
But I promise I will never remove Cupids dart.
Just For A While
Just for a while I knew her, and her essence
And was blessed by her loving presence.
Then like one of the birds we talked of,
She simply flew away without any pretence.
Just for a while we were deeply in love
Our world was filled with music from above,
With colours from the magic of each word,
Now each day is grey, to start I need a shove.
Just for a while we were friends, and shared
Stories of our lives, I thought we truly cared
We touched minds and were happy I thought
Now misery rules the day, your teeth are bared.
Now hopes and dreams have turned to naught
Why then was it her that I spiritually sought?
Malaysia - Penang
I see the smoke coming from over the sea
Indonesians again are burning tree after tree
They're not concerned with the pollution caused
And I am only concerned of the harm to me.
They do not give a damn about what is said
Unconcerned about people falling down dead
Plantations and profit is their only concern
Every year it's worse, the peninsula is screwed.
Where is Green Peace when they start to burn?
It seems that politically here there is no return
Everyone here must wear masks for the smoke
I'm sure if they were here opinions would turn.
This year I saw Singaporeans suffer and choke
They also realise Indonesian pollutions no Joke.
I'm a nightingale and a singer of truth
I've sung in this place since I was a youth
This flower is my love and I sing to her
She always ignores me remaining aloof.
Each night I sing her praises in vain
Lovers listen, each girl with her swain
They speak of dreams and make their plans
But my love and desires I can never attain.
If they knew my song was of unrequited love
Would they have made vows to him above?
Each dawn the Gods reward us with fresh hope
With a problem and the solution thereof.
The coming of dawn I'll sleep, that way and cope
Much better than being awake all day and mope.
Question of Existence
I wish I could spend my life with you.
We being together what is a better view?
Gladly as souls we'll not be outdone,
Then being together we'll never feel blue.
Now each night watching the setting sun
I know that later you'll see the same one
Days will come when we get what's asked
And even more that it would be forever.
The time will come and it will be a blast
And then see the days will fly so fast
But who will know if eternity is fleet
No need wish them slow to make them last.
But in the end I know we will finally meet
And hand in hand walk down Heavens street!
Tears have been shed
Tears have been shed oh so many times
We have been through so many climes
Perhaps too often whilst playing games
Also miss our soul mate many offtimes.
And so with time build walls of names
To stand behind and hide all our shames
Or walk a path that ever upward ascends
Seeing lives and times have also claims.
Along that trying climb we made friends
Some we'll have even until Eternity ends
And Fortune favours lovers in most ways
Meaning in that case time creates blends.
Wipe those tears away and end the glaze
Instead switch on and create your blaze.
The fairground that is life has many choices
And equally speaking out, so many voices.
Some are green, some are good, some destroy
And some seriously interested in your finances.
Do not laugh, do not sing, do not enjoy,
Like them that come to your door and annoy
Bible bashers that come try to change your life
Those miserable bastards are not Gods envoy.
He says "Love thy neighbour, but not his wife"
That's a sure way he reckons of causing strife
But more important give us as much as you can
And we'll guarantee you a fabulous afterlife.
So on the fairground that is life, enjoy all you can
And equally avoid criticism from a religious man.
Vivaldi - Four Seasons
Autumn evokes her scenes and melodies
Looking around we see natures casualties,
In Nature which is life, it will always be so
It is a time of apprise not a time of demise.
Winter comes, a time of cold, a time of snow
And for others a time for taking things slow.
A time of sleep and restoring needed strength
So that come the Spring she'll be ready to go.
We know that she's prepared go to any length
To live and to multiply regardless of expense
We hear bird sounds again, happy and so free
Once again everything that we need is to hand.
It's the way of Nature so that in Summer we see
And hear and smell everything life should be
Even though you are so far away
I can easily imagine where you lay
On looking into the evening skies
It's such a pity we had to go away.
I wish I was looking into your eyes,
Seeing them twinkling such a prize.
Seeing the many stars up in space
Much duller, merely a compromise.
Imagining seeing your shining face
A look that so makes my heart race.
Then looking down upon the ground
You see the footsteps you must retrace.
I would love to see you so easily found
Knowing love in all cases comes around.
Yearning for the night
The poignancy of my memory is acute
I see the night begin and become mute
Then my lovers spirit returns once more
And what was an hour passes in a minute
I ever miss you walking through the door.
With a glass of wine, or a port glass in store
Seldom dressed in societies collective finery
An attitude making me love you all the more.
Sometimes as all this confusing imagery
Invades my consciousness so randomly
I regress to dreams in a more surreal setting
Finally there's dawn and my sanity delivery.
You are gone when I see the morn begin
I'm waiting again until darkness closes in!!
The Uni staff have given a lantern to me
It doesn't warm me, but at least I can see.
I've wine and a pen and I'm free from concerns.
My doona wrapping I'm as warm as can be
Who needs TV when mind and poetry churns
Oh so lowly my computer power just burns
We've been told "Just four hours, that it'll be right"
But I am a cynic and experienced with concerns.
But I won't complain or rub words in the dirt.
I've been there before and have the T shirt
Whatever they say double it and smile
And reckon that after that could be a while.
I'll carry on writing whilst this battery hold out
And then if it fails you'll hear an almighty shout.
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Beast Of Bodmin Moor
Something was scary upon Bodmin Moor
whatever it maybe be you can rest assure
he shall hypnotise you within his glance
within the bracken he prowls obscure
to pounce upon prey given the chance
this may be so within freedom advance
how fierce the fangs of a Bodmin beast
black as coal he prowled within stance
for there was no escape to say the least
though rumours of such ever increased
much too dangerous for all who pursue
he shall hunt upon those he may feast
some say he had escaped from the zoo
those who feared were those who knew.
Born As Free
Born from parents with two nationalities
yet still with Anglo Scottish formalities
it was all according to where they dwelt
it should all boil down to astute realities
with the gift of an accent spoken as felt
I am by birth Scottish within rights a celt
an anglo Italian cousins I may ever share
of plucked thistles within thorns undealt
'neath purple blooms that speak as fair
shall adorn as a coronet upon silken hair
that shall be my sign of a familiar token
for all the silence from family who care
that circle of life shall never be broken
when silent accents are never spoken.
Within a ballroom of crystal chandeliers
I'm lost in a trance of celestial spheres
fascination then lead me unto a dance
within a warm embrace of my Chevalier
I knew right away I was in with a chance
tho' demure as I was within my stance
he took pride of place deep in my eyes
I saw his glance that spoke of romance
that feeling I had was never of surprise
I thought that he being not of the wise
but tho' deep within I remained a lady
that he was the one to regain his prize
tho' within a smile that drove me crazy
I remained myself just as pure and shady.
I am only an image and I do not exist
that blends within the morning mist
a shadow that soon shall fade away
I shall never be by any body missed
may I ever again see the light of day
within a darkened tomb where I lay
cast asunder within an earthen grave
with an epitaph e-er that fades away
for mine was a soul I could not save
'neath tall grass where thistles wave
I could feel thro' the gap in my tomb
within light of day I may not deprave
to arise again just to pluck the bloom
my final destiny of love may resume.
Charmed by musical notes of interest
that hypnotise beasts of the forest
she soothes their panic unto a calm
as instincts within shall finally rest
upon the groves of soft green balm
kindness was there within her palm
of a gentle touch that tamed his soul
with angelic words of a choral psalm
that kept fear of humanity in control
she had calmed within his feared soul
yet this friendship was never pressed
as maiden and beast reached their goal
where kindness shall ever be blessed
instincts within as harmony caressed.
Art By Raphael Kircher "Fables"-1903-4.
What shall he now get up to today
absent from sight in his hideaway
secrets of plans stuck on the wall
a map of mischief within disarray
only for him and his gang thats all
when enemies should dare to call
be aware for there shall be a war
that is sure to wind up in a brawl
Dennis the Menace is ever fit for
that his opposed gang shall abhor
the tricks that he plays within fun
within the thundrous acts of thor
it's just Dennis a mothers pet son
her pride and joy her precious one.
She was trying to be a lady for sure
if only she would remain as demure
which all depended upon her stance
could she ever remain just as pure
if only she stood just half a chance
but a lady may stroll and not prance
and never wear bright red stockings
that entices her admirers to glance
her step should be of gently walking
she shall not be brash within talking
to be a lady there is much to learn
it shall never be achieved by faking
no matter how your instincts yearn
just do as you may within concern.
Lady In The Making - Robert Papp.
One More Battle
Take me back to the heather on the heath
where swords of war lay buried beneath
when many a battle fought within pride
and many a lassie had laid their wreath
but this was a land that had never died
Scottish warriors shall never be denied
pride and place within a future history
conflicted in battles won within pride
this fight to the death was about victory
through out past to present their glory
to gain their independence and be free
as highlanders survive to tell the story
one more battle we have as yet to see
to bring a freedom that shall ever be.
Silence In Space
What would happen if earth lost its gravity
to change our universe unto pure depravity
of a world that we had all once dwelled on
that shall change our way of life so rapidly
for air that we breathe shall soon be gone
there maybe nothing as solid to hold upon
when we start walking completely upon air
somewhere betwixt the dusk and the dawn
angels watched but no knowledge to share
we came from earth to we know not where
I suppose we were to them aliens detected
yet to us this should appear no social affair
for we as earthlings may ever be rejected
but after all that was only to be expected.
Sing me a song of the oceanic waves
mermaids of which sing within caves
may this be her sleepy time lullaby
that lulls away sad tears that deprave
what a sleepless child shall ever deny
that fatigue within shall make her cry
but to fight back tears she surrenders
complete fatigue is the remedy why
within the silence remains as tender
a far cry from the mindless offender
of a child within in need of attention
yet within her own will may surrender
gone are the reasons for hypertension
within the dawn none shall mention.
Art by Robert Papp
Time To Go
When it is time to go I shall cease
my place within the valley of peace
only when it shall be my time to go
shall love of living not give release
only within time I shall never know
if truth is falsehood or bliss to flow
but surely then this is all just a part
if only time itself shall never show
or be lost therein yesteryears apart
what was real within a lovers heart
when the time itself has passed on
shall ever remain within future start
just when we think our life has gone
then the chimes of time control upon.
Jiminy Cricket went off to the war
upon a vast foreign country afar
of a secrecy that he nearly let out
upon fear he vowed to stayin par
something he knew nothing about
yet it was he they chose in doubt
for he definately looked a suspect
yet only trained to be a boy scout
if being wrong he might just eject
and he shall never within his respect
for ha had never yet trained to fight
afraid he would be classed as a reject
so he was ordered to stay out of sight
it was the only thing that he did right.
Jiminy Cricket's War Insignia
Wiles of a Waif
A child with an over active mind
within imagination she may find
visions linger within deep esteem
much amusement of another kind
within reality so deep in her dream
shapes take place so it might seem
that may casts a magic spell of insight
her mystic powers shall e-er redeem
she may see all within a dark night
her dream shall all appear as bright
a magical outlook of a mystical haze
forming fairy crystals shaded white
trapped within her vision of a maze
her dream may enter a final phase.
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I celebrate your beauty with my eyes
In naked flesh there can be no disguise
My hunger surging within my blood; deep
Within me this need comes as no surprise
The primal touch that bids the heart to leap
To take a chance that love has found its keep
Inside each other’s arms throughout the night
As in our passion’s glow we drift to sleep
Can love be the sensuous divine light
And a kiss the gentle word of invite
That draws me close until I breathe you in
When in the morning sun we reunite
And as we lay here again, skin on skin
It is in your love my heartbeats begin.
Sweet thoughts drift over the old movie scene
Without understanding what it could mean
With flickerings of something floating by
Seeking answers in the place in-between
Hard reality and a dreamer's sigh
This black and white story an empty try
A distraction as tears of the past flow
On a lonely night when fantasies fly
Yet crying tears are letting it all go
The fears and doubts the heart should never know
Released on the wind of a winter's rain
So the soul can feel that beautiful glow.
When a broken heart carries so much pain
Can a lover learn to feel love again?
Last night demons attacked my sense of me
Denying dreams and thoughts the right to be
Replacing hope with an endless nightmare
From this hell will I ever be set free?
I know the answers are not found out there
But inside my soul if I can but dare
Look inside; and look deeper than before
So the inner self can be made aware
To dig so deep into my inner core
Is like reaching out for an unseen shore
A shot in the dark without a light to guide
It takes all my strength and then takes some more
In the end there can be no place to hide
The truth of self no longer left denied.
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