2011-01-19 12:33
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WAITING FOR LOVE'S RETURN
some days friends seem so far away
these are the wistful times
when love seems shunned for no reason
unnecessary crime
waiting for another new day
and new mountains to climb
hoping for a better season
bringing peace to its prime
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Common Octave
(aka Hymnal Octave)
This is a variation of Common Measure and consists of three rhymes with alternating meter, a and c with iambic tetrameter, (4 feet), and b with iambic trimeter, (3 feet), giving a rhyme scheme of:
x X x X x X x a
x X x X x b
x X x X x X x c
x X x X x b
x X x X x X x a
x X x X x b
x X x X x X x c
x X x X x b
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Friday, April 8, 2011
speaking of having a dream... a poem inspired by a friend and the movie inception...
2011-01-17 17:54
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WAKING IN THE DREAM
It may seem insane from the outside
this sweeping falling gesture
the delicate fingering of the edge of a scarf
but don't you be fooled
don't think for a moment that I don't know
I know that this is illusion
that I am only dreaming
the top spins without falling
it is the cue of my existence
and yet I choose the dream
not to see the evidence to the contrary
so I roll with this ride
find tides in your eyes
so that I can float on that current
to land on the beaches of my own mind
the shores of my subconscious
maybe it was a dream
where I found you next to the familiar
and heard sad stories from your past
that I used to make this world
the place I house the thought of you
you are the new thing
the idea placed in the back of my mind
and I know I am not placed in yours
I am a wisp of a memory
a faded dream and you are now awake
I know that all I am is distant friend
hoping for at least this to be real
for the ties that brought you
to be the same that keep you
and that no matter what
I will be that pleasant space
in between the words to the happiest song
so I build futures with hope
wondering if love will come back home
or will you let her go for a new day?
who will be that sun that rises
on the horizon of your heart?
I know it will not be me
although I am the east
I do not think that I will rise
only be the transition
the lighting of the sky
before the sun takes its rightful place
until then
I will enjoy the view at the horizon
and watch you quietly and hope for the best
giving wishes to shooting stars and fountains
so that the blessings will multiply
into genie armies
that will, if not shelter you from harm,
at least keep you strong enough not to break
and in the meantime
I will continue to dream
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WAKING IN THE DREAM
It may seem insane from the outside
this sweeping falling gesture
the delicate fingering of the edge of a scarf
but don't you be fooled
don't think for a moment that I don't know
I know that this is illusion
that I am only dreaming
the top spins without falling
it is the cue of my existence
and yet I choose the dream
not to see the evidence to the contrary
so I roll with this ride
find tides in your eyes
so that I can float on that current
to land on the beaches of my own mind
the shores of my subconscious
maybe it was a dream
where I found you next to the familiar
and heard sad stories from your past
that I used to make this world
the place I house the thought of you
you are the new thing
the idea placed in the back of my mind
and I know I am not placed in yours
I am a wisp of a memory
a faded dream and you are now awake
I know that all I am is distant friend
hoping for at least this to be real
for the ties that brought you
to be the same that keep you
and that no matter what
I will be that pleasant space
in between the words to the happiest song
so I build futures with hope
wondering if love will come back home
or will you let her go for a new day?
who will be that sun that rises
on the horizon of your heart?
I know it will not be me
although I am the east
I do not think that I will rise
only be the transition
the lighting of the sky
before the sun takes its rightful place
until then
I will enjoy the view at the horizon
and watch you quietly and hope for the best
giving wishes to shooting stars and fountains
so that the blessings will multiply
into genie armies
that will, if not shelter you from harm,
at least keep you strong enough not to break
and in the meantime
I will continue to dream
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new form every day... Common Measure (day 17 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-17 13:37
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THE DREAM CONTINUES
One hundred years after freedom
Dr King shared his dream
set the standard for nonviolence
society redeem
A dream of peaceful harmony
this thing should not be strange
so now let's keep the dream alive
to bring permanent change
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Common Measure
This is a multi stanza form consisting of three rhymes alternating with Iambic Tetrameter, (4 feet) and Iambic Trimeter, (3 feet).
This gives a suggested pattern of:
x X x X x X x a
x X x X x b
x X x X x X x c
x X x X x b
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Common metre or Common measure[1], abbreviated C. M., is a poetic meter consisting of four lines which alternate between iambic tetrameter (four metrical feet per line, with each foot consisting of an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable) and iambic trimeter (three metrical feet per line, with each foot consisting of an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable), rhyming in the pattern a-b-a-b. It has historically been used for ballads such as Tam Lin, and hymns such as Amazing Grace and the Christmas carol O Little Town of Bethlehem. It has also been used for Advance Australia Fair, the national anthem of Australia.
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THE DREAM CONTINUES
One hundred years after freedom
Dr King shared his dream
set the standard for nonviolence
society redeem
A dream of peaceful harmony
this thing should not be strange
so now let's keep the dream alive
to bring permanent change
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Common Measure
This is a multi stanza form consisting of three rhymes alternating with Iambic Tetrameter, (4 feet) and Iambic Trimeter, (3 feet).
This gives a suggested pattern of:
x X x X x X x a
x X x X x b
x X x X x X x c
x X x X x b
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Common metre or Common measure[1], abbreviated C. M., is a poetic meter consisting of four lines which alternate between iambic tetrameter (four metrical feet per line, with each foot consisting of an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable) and iambic trimeter (three metrical feet per line, with each foot consisting of an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable), rhyming in the pattern a-b-a-b. It has historically been used for ballads such as Tam Lin, and hymns such as Amazing Grace and the Christmas carol O Little Town of Bethlehem. It has also been used for Advance Australia Fair, the national anthem of Australia.
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poem: LIQUIDITY OF FOCUS
2011-01-16 10:57
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Love lets go. Need holds on. This is the way you can tell the difference between need and love. Let go of expectation, let go of requirements and rules and regulations that you would impose on your loved ones. ~~Neale Donald Walsch
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Just watch quietly from the sidelines of pleasant acquaintance
Until the joy can be brought in to the place of peace in your soul
Silently and carefully hold yourself in high regard without arrogance
This is your new home, the one where the broken glass has been swept away
Inside here is where you realize yourself whole as one
Need is only food for the body and even that is small
Handle these shards of past with caution when discarding
Understand that they must be cast off and let go
Divinity of perfection seems fleeting but the moment is worth the search
Never is too long to keep and forever too soon to search for
All is liquid and flowing; it is all free and open
Let love be without obligation, attachment, or expectation
Let self become quiet and calm to enjoy the journey
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BACK STORY
Every poem has an inspiration. A story behind the presented story. I find that to be just as interesting (if perhaps not as beautifully eloquent) as the poems themselves a lot of the time. Submitted for your curiosity is the spark behind the words above...
I met a new friend who has a sad story where love is concerned and I myself am in the process of learning to love without attachment and then this morning my friend Amy posted the above quote on her facebook. All of those things together made the thoughts which lead to this poem.
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Love lets go. Need holds on. This is the way you can tell the difference between need and love. Let go of expectation, let go of requirements and rules and regulations that you would impose on your loved ones. ~~Neale Donald Walsch
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Just watch quietly from the sidelines of pleasant acquaintance
Until the joy can be brought in to the place of peace in your soul
Silently and carefully hold yourself in high regard without arrogance
This is your new home, the one where the broken glass has been swept away
Inside here is where you realize yourself whole as one
Need is only food for the body and even that is small
Handle these shards of past with caution when discarding
Understand that they must be cast off and let go
Divinity of perfection seems fleeting but the moment is worth the search
Never is too long to keep and forever too soon to search for
All is liquid and flowing; it is all free and open
Let love be without obligation, attachment, or expectation
Let self become quiet and calm to enjoy the journey
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BACK STORY
Every poem has an inspiration. A story behind the presented story. I find that to be just as interesting (if perhaps not as beautifully eloquent) as the poems themselves a lot of the time. Submitted for your curiosity is the spark behind the words above...
I met a new friend who has a sad story where love is concerned and I myself am in the process of learning to love without attachment and then this morning my friend Amy posted the above quote on her facebook. All of those things together made the thoughts which lead to this poem.
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new form every day... Cinquain (day 16 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-16 10:31
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TODAY, RIGHT NOW
today
this life comes forth
I fill myself with good
now I have become full of light
right now
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Cinquain
A very popular five-line stanza. Originally it was a very casual French form where the lines could be of any length, and the form could have either any rhyme scheme or no rhyme.
Now, however, when anyone refers to a Cinquain, they usually mean the version of form set out by Adelaide Crapsey.
This form still consists of five lines, but now has a specific syllable count starting with a two syllable line, and followed by three lines which increase by two syllables each time and the final line reverting to a two syllable line again. The example below might explain it better.
In addition, the lines are usually iambic, that is, the stresses fall on every other syllable
(for now I am just doing one stanza... I may expound on this later)
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TODAY, RIGHT NOW
today
this life comes forth
I fill myself with good
now I have become full of light
right now
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Cinquain
A very popular five-line stanza. Originally it was a very casual French form where the lines could be of any length, and the form could have either any rhyme scheme or no rhyme.
Now, however, when anyone refers to a Cinquain, they usually mean the version of form set out by Adelaide Crapsey.
This form still consists of five lines, but now has a specific syllable count starting with a two syllable line, and followed by three lines which increase by two syllables each time and the final line reverting to a two syllable line again. The example below might explain it better.
In addition, the lines are usually iambic, that is, the stresses fall on every other syllable
(for now I am just doing one stanza... I may expound on this later)
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new form every day... Choka (day 15 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-15 10:41
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MINDFUL OF TODAY
this is a new day
filled with possibility
potential good things to come
not a guarantee
but it can be built by me
it can be created now
I am creator
maker of my own present
maker of my own future
the past is gone now
this is my special today
this is my special right now
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Choka
The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the Choka, or Long Poem.
The early form consisted of a series of Katuata joined together. This gives a choice of form structures of ..... 5 - 7 - 7 - 5 - 7 - 7.. etc, or .. 5 - 7 - 5 - 5 - 7 - 5.. etc.
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MINDFUL OF TODAY
this is a new day
filled with possibility
potential good things to come
not a guarantee
but it can be built by me
it can be created now
I am creator
maker of my own present
maker of my own future
the past is gone now
this is my special today
this is my special right now
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Choka
The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the Choka, or Long Poem.
The early form consisted of a series of Katuata joined together. This gives a choice of form structures of ..... 5 - 7 - 7 - 5 - 7 - 7.. etc, or .. 5 - 7 - 5 - 5 - 7 - 5.. etc.
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new form every day... Cavatina (day 14 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-14 09:29
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POSITIVITY
I find myself most days wrapped in a smile
more well than bad
looking out windows to beautiful world
and feeling glad
whether there is sun or if there is rain
it's as it should
contemplating life and its mysteries
I see the good
and this is how I choose to spend my days
to see the nice in life and all its ways
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Cavatina
This form as its name suggests was formerly Italian and also emerged around the time of Francesco Petrarca, and like the French ran their poetry and music along similar repetitions of melody. Unlike all the other Italian poetry forms, this form never became popular in England.
The Italian form consists of a ten (10) syllable non rhyming line alternating with a four (4) syllable rhyming line, at least three (3) times and completed with a ten syllable line couplet. This will probably explain why the English never took it seriously because of it breaking up Iambic Pentameter with Iambic Dimeter and appearing to limp rather than flow.
From Wikipedia
For the piece of music known as 'Cavatina' or 'Theme from The Deer Hunter', see Cavatina (song).
Cavatina (Italian diminutive of cavata, the producing of tone from an instrument, plural cavatine) is a musical term, originally a short song of simple character, without a second strain or any repetition of the air. It is now frequently applied to a simple melodious air, as distinguished from a brilliant aria, recitative, et cetera, and often forms part of a large movement or scena in oratorio or opera.
One famous cavatina is Beethoven's 5th movement of his String Quartet No. 13. Another cavatina that became famous recently is "Cavatina" composed by Stanley Myers, used as the theme music in Michael Cimino's 1978 movie, The Deer Hunter. "Largo al factotum", from Gioachino Rossini's opera Il Barbiere di Siviglia and "Se vuol ballare" from Mozart's The Marriage of Figaro are also cavatinas.
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POSITIVITY
I find myself most days wrapped in a smile
more well than bad
looking out windows to beautiful world
and feeling glad
whether there is sun or if there is rain
it's as it should
contemplating life and its mysteries
I see the good
and this is how I choose to spend my days
to see the nice in life and all its ways
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Cavatina
This form as its name suggests was formerly Italian and also emerged around the time of Francesco Petrarca, and like the French ran their poetry and music along similar repetitions of melody. Unlike all the other Italian poetry forms, this form never became popular in England.
The Italian form consists of a ten (10) syllable non rhyming line alternating with a four (4) syllable rhyming line, at least three (3) times and completed with a ten syllable line couplet. This will probably explain why the English never took it seriously because of it breaking up Iambic Pentameter with Iambic Dimeter and appearing to limp rather than flow.
From Wikipedia
For the piece of music known as 'Cavatina' or 'Theme from The Deer Hunter', see Cavatina (song).
Cavatina (Italian diminutive of cavata, the producing of tone from an instrument, plural cavatine) is a musical term, originally a short song of simple character, without a second strain or any repetition of the air. It is now frequently applied to a simple melodious air, as distinguished from a brilliant aria, recitative, et cetera, and often forms part of a large movement or scena in oratorio or opera.
One famous cavatina is Beethoven's 5th movement of his String Quartet No. 13. Another cavatina that became famous recently is "Cavatina" composed by Stanley Myers, used as the theme music in Michael Cimino's 1978 movie, The Deer Hunter. "Largo al factotum", from Gioachino Rossini's opera Il Barbiere di Siviglia and "Se vuol ballare" from Mozart's The Marriage of Figaro are also cavatinas.
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new form every day... Catena Rondo (day 13 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-14 00:15
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LIFE'S RHYTHM
life operates in a certain rhythm
along a specific line, a particular scheme
and though concrete in senses, is really a dream
life operates in a certain rhythm
along a specific line, a particular scheme
these things they seem so easily to fall away
even though we try so hard to make them stay
along a specific line, a particular scheme
these things they seem so easily to fall away
there is very little in this existence truly final
so we live on drumbeats tribal and primal
these things they seem so easily to fall away
life operates in a certain rhythm
along a specific line, a particular scheme
and though concrete in senses is really a dream
life operates in a certain rhythm
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Catena Rondo
This form is the brainchild of Robin Skelton, academic, writer, poet and anthologist. It is a Quatrain, and the second line forms a rhyming couplet with the third line and is also used as the first and fourth line of the following stanza. Any number of stanzas can be created this way and the final stanza is a repeat of the first. This gives a rhyme scheme of;
A. B. b. A..... B. C. c B…. C. D. d. C….finally …
F. A. a. F...... A. B. b. A.....
this is another form where I came up with the rhyming end words first and then built the poem around that... I also skipped the FAaF stanza because it really wasn't clear by this description what that really meant and the only thing that came up when I searched were message board stuff that referenced this same website. Nothing in searches for the educator expounded on the details of the form. So... this is what I got.
I think I did this wrong.. but... leaving it alone...
btw... rondos are not my favorite poetic device... but I'm working with it! :-P
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LIFE'S RHYTHM
life operates in a certain rhythm
along a specific line, a particular scheme
and though concrete in senses, is really a dream
life operates in a certain rhythm
along a specific line, a particular scheme
these things they seem so easily to fall away
even though we try so hard to make them stay
along a specific line, a particular scheme
these things they seem so easily to fall away
there is very little in this existence truly final
so we live on drumbeats tribal and primal
these things they seem so easily to fall away
life operates in a certain rhythm
along a specific line, a particular scheme
and though concrete in senses is really a dream
life operates in a certain rhythm
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Catena Rondo
This form is the brainchild of Robin Skelton, academic, writer, poet and anthologist. It is a Quatrain, and the second line forms a rhyming couplet with the third line and is also used as the first and fourth line of the following stanza. Any number of stanzas can be created this way and the final stanza is a repeat of the first. This gives a rhyme scheme of;
A. B. b. A..... B. C. c B…. C. D. d. C….finally …
F. A. a. F...... A. B. b. A.....
this is another form where I came up with the rhyming end words first and then built the poem around that... I also skipped the FAaF stanza because it really wasn't clear by this description what that really meant and the only thing that came up when I searched were message board stuff that referenced this same website. Nothing in searches for the educator expounded on the details of the form. So... this is what I got.
I think I did this wrong.. but... leaving it alone...
btw... rondos are not my favorite poetic device... but I'm working with it! :-P
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poem: the truth about desire
2011-01-13 11:02:00
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honestly
I know exactly what I want
who I want
how I want him
this respect,
admiration,
attraction
is just the beginning
of the journey
the learning
that I hope for
dream of
want
truthfully
he pleases my eye and feeds my mind
not just fine, but savvy and a gentleman to the utmost
nobody’s perfect but the good is all I see right now
all the finer points of personality displayed
I see in the distance this chocolate star
intensity of intellect is my motivation
following this stellar compass
to a destination I hope for
putting a face to my visions
really
this is it
tall
handsome
intelligent
spiritual
kind
helpful
TCB
the qualities
that move me
are many
too many
to list
frankly
I know that this is mostly fantasy
something to shoot for
and what I long for
a pleasant hallucination
just a fixation to have a direction
a gold standard by which to measure
any future encounters
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so... thinking about one friend back east got me thinking of another friend back east... and this poem was the result.
(this one doesn't have a rhythm inspired by a song but the sentiment was somewhat inspired by listening to Jill Scott's The Way)
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honestly
I know exactly what I want
who I want
how I want him
this respect,
admiration,
attraction
is just the beginning
of the journey
the learning
that I hope for
dream of
want
truthfully
he pleases my eye and feeds my mind
not just fine, but savvy and a gentleman to the utmost
nobody’s perfect but the good is all I see right now
all the finer points of personality displayed
I see in the distance this chocolate star
intensity of intellect is my motivation
following this stellar compass
to a destination I hope for
putting a face to my visions
really
this is it
tall
handsome
intelligent
spiritual
kind
helpful
TCB
the qualities
that move me
are many
too many
to list
frankly
I know that this is mostly fantasy
something to shoot for
and what I long for
a pleasant hallucination
just a fixation to have a direction
a gold standard by which to measure
any future encounters
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so... thinking about one friend back east got me thinking of another friend back east... and this poem was the result.
(this one doesn't have a rhythm inspired by a song but the sentiment was somewhat inspired by listening to Jill Scott's The Way)
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poem: thinking of you
2011-01-13 10:28
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I remember you
a pleasant memory
that brief time we shared
a day of beauty
you and I
strangers' company
paths that crossed before
but now seem far away
like a shadow goes
sometimes you cross my mind
I should seek you out
to see what I'd find
a friend indeed
bond loosened over time
will we cross again
I hope we do someday
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for a friend back east whose name came up on my contact list when I was looking for something else
the rhythm of it was directly influenced by listening to Erykah Badu Orange Moon playing in the background
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I remember you
a pleasant memory
that brief time we shared
a day of beauty
you and I
strangers' company
paths that crossed before
but now seem far away
like a shadow goes
sometimes you cross my mind
I should seek you out
to see what I'd find
a friend indeed
bond loosened over time
will we cross again
I hope we do someday
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for a friend back east whose name came up on my contact list when I was looking for something else
the rhythm of it was directly influenced by listening to Erykah Badu Orange Moon playing in the background
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poem: I come back
2011-01-12 10:21
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I remember the joy of sunny mornings
sharing time and art and contentment
the quiet times of soft nothingness
and times of pleasant conversation
there were smiles that reached the sky
past the eye into the soul
we were important at that moment
this is the bliss that holds me
the calm that brings me back
I remember hands on skin and hot breath
muscles over bone and laced with nerves
every ending excited to exhaustion
names called and whispered
a desire for full ownership
fully immersed in total flesh
we were important at that moment
this is the bliss that holds me
the ecstasy that brings me back
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I remember the joy of sunny mornings
sharing time and art and contentment
the quiet times of soft nothingness
and times of pleasant conversation
there were smiles that reached the sky
past the eye into the soul
we were important at that moment
this is the bliss that holds me
the calm that brings me back
I remember hands on skin and hot breath
muscles over bone and laced with nerves
every ending excited to exhaustion
names called and whispered
a desire for full ownership
fully immersed in total flesh
we were important at that moment
this is the bliss that holds me
the ecstasy that brings me back
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new form every day... Canzonetta (day 12 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-12 09:27
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THINGS THAT HOLD
the things that hold my heart are so fleeting
sometimes good things seem to easily slip away
so I reminisce once more on the chance first meeting
and wonder if tomorrow will be a better day
but today calls me and needs me
so I come back momentarily to my senses
finding the light of hope that feeds me
in spite of times I lowered my defenses
these things are what hold my minds attention
even though I'm proven wrong time and time again
silly things I shouldn't even mention
the best laid plans of mice regarding men
and there it is the crux of my weakness
what makes me play the fool just like a clown
such bitter pain I hardly dare speak this
the bottom point of my sliding spiral down
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Canzonetta
The Canzonetta or Canzonet is a variation of the canzone, a lyric poem of varying line length and metrical patterns. The Canzonetta consists of at least two octaves, and each octave uses a series of alternating couplets. The last line or last phrase is repeated in each stanza of the subsequent stanzas. The rhyme scheme is thus:
a. b. a. b. c. d. c. D.
or
a. b. a. b. c. b. c. B.
The latter one is called Canzonetta Prime and the use of a repeating rhyme word is helpful but not mandatory in order to strengthen the repetition bond. Although there is no set meter or line length, the meter of the first line is considered to set the tempo.
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THINGS THAT HOLD
the things that hold my heart are so fleeting
sometimes good things seem to easily slip away
so I reminisce once more on the chance first meeting
and wonder if tomorrow will be a better day
but today calls me and needs me
so I come back momentarily to my senses
finding the light of hope that feeds me
in spite of times I lowered my defenses
these things are what hold my minds attention
even though I'm proven wrong time and time again
silly things I shouldn't even mention
the best laid plans of mice regarding men
and there it is the crux of my weakness
what makes me play the fool just like a clown
such bitter pain I hardly dare speak this
the bottom point of my sliding spiral down
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Canzonetta
The Canzonetta or Canzonet is a variation of the canzone, a lyric poem of varying line length and metrical patterns. The Canzonetta consists of at least two octaves, and each octave uses a series of alternating couplets. The last line or last phrase is repeated in each stanza of the subsequent stanzas. The rhyme scheme is thus:
a. b. a. b. c. d. c. D.
or
a. b. a. b. c. b. c. B.
The latter one is called Canzonetta Prime and the use of a repeating rhyme word is helpful but not mandatory in order to strengthen the repetition bond. Although there is no set meter or line length, the meter of the first line is considered to set the tempo.
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new form every day... Burns Stanza (day 11 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-11 09:52
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SHARE THE LIGHT
I can see life in its beauty
to do so is my solemn duty
capturing its essence truly
the way mornings mostly bright
giving us chance act newly
and share with the world inner light
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Burns Stanza (aka Standard Habbie)
In this form Burns makes the first three lines rhyme and the fifth. The fourth and sixth lines become the second rhyming pair.
The pattern is thus....
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x b
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x b
PERSONAL SIDE NOTE ABOUT THE PROCESS...
When I am doing these rhyming forms I have a tendency to write the first line easily and then build the rest of the poem off of the best rhymes that go with the first. For this poem I actually did the end of line rhymes first (beauty, duty, truly, bright, newly, and light) and then build the poem around those words in that line order.
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SHARE THE LIGHT
I can see life in its beauty
to do so is my solemn duty
capturing its essence truly
the way mornings mostly bright
giving us chance act newly
and share with the world inner light
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Burns Stanza (aka Standard Habbie)
In this form Burns makes the first three lines rhyme and the fifth. The fourth and sixth lines become the second rhyming pair.
The pattern is thus....
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x b
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x b
PERSONAL SIDE NOTE ABOUT THE PROCESS...
When I am doing these rhyming forms I have a tendency to write the first line easily and then build the rest of the poem off of the best rhymes that go with the first. For this poem I actually did the end of line rhymes first (beauty, duty, truly, bright, newly, and light) and then build the poem around those words in that line order.
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poem: COINCIDENTAL CONVERSATION (written 1:01am on 1-11-11)
2011-01-11 01:01
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I want to believe in your possibilities
your unending shortcomings
faltering at the edges of unaltered reason
let's flee from the normalcy of this drudgery
and exist on planes
of highly sensitized imaginations
call to our own existence
with this high pitched shrill of a mouth
be the shrew
the tiny
the mistaken
I am with you here
in this dark void
capturing your essence of life on my tongue
but it is bitter
I give it back to you
listen closely to your heartbeat
follow dogs across the fields
and in to the forests of reason
giggle with me softly
under stars lit by rejection
I have no place for this right now
no space in times three to the tenth power
how is it still new?
the endlessness of it is extravagant
give me another reason
to give it away again
this is where your eyes
meet the corner of your mouth
talk to me
...talk to me
please...
talk to me
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I want to believe in your possibilities
your unending shortcomings
faltering at the edges of unaltered reason
let's flee from the normalcy of this drudgery
and exist on planes
of highly sensitized imaginations
call to our own existence
with this high pitched shrill of a mouth
be the shrew
the tiny
the mistaken
I am with you here
in this dark void
capturing your essence of life on my tongue
but it is bitter
I give it back to you
listen closely to your heartbeat
follow dogs across the fields
and in to the forests of reason
giggle with me softly
under stars lit by rejection
I have no place for this right now
no space in times three to the tenth power
how is it still new?
the endlessness of it is extravagant
give me another reason
to give it away again
this is where your eyes
meet the corner of your mouth
talk to me
...talk to me
please...
talk to me
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new form every day... Blues Sonnet (day 10 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-10 23:08
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LOST LOVE BLUES
from the depths of my soul
feel I'm losing control
cause I'm broken inside and can't nothing make me whole
see I'm falling apart
cause it's breaking my heart
tried my hand at love but it ends before it starts
When you let someone in
and then it begins
they seem to take over and get under your skin
now it's feeling all wrong
like all hope is gone
all broke down and lonely singing this sad song
crying from your lungs
bout how bad you been done
and how you thought for sure you were the only one
(this is how you know you got the true blue blue blue blues)
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Blues Sonnet
The Blues Sonnet is derived from the Afro-American, melancholia music or lamentation. It is a triplet form (Three rhyming lines) with lines 1 and 2 rhyme repeating and line 3 bringing the stanza to a climax in a manner similar to the Haiku. Purists state the meter should be Iambic Pentameter, (IP), but others argue that IP is an English poetry form and Afro-Americans had no concept of it and it should be left to the poet to "do yo thang".
The Rhyme scheme is thus:
A. A. a. … B. B. b. … C. C. c. … D. D. d. … e. e. .
FOR THE RECORD I DISAGREE WITH THE ABOVE RHYME AND RHYTHM SCHEME DESCRIPTION.
I prefer the classic rhyming every other line and then the chorus stanza being the climax. I'll have to see if there are any other articles online about this but until then I wrote the above and also a rendition of what I feel is a more classic feeling bit of blues fit for song below...
woke up this morning
got out of bed
saw my woman had left me
now i'm feeling damn near dead
cause I got the blues
them low down dirty rotten blues
if can't nothing save ya
from your own bad behavior
then you get the blues
them low down dirty rotten blues
*insert 2 minute twangy blues guitar solo here*
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LOST LOVE BLUES
from the depths of my soul
feel I'm losing control
cause I'm broken inside and can't nothing make me whole
see I'm falling apart
cause it's breaking my heart
tried my hand at love but it ends before it starts
When you let someone in
and then it begins
they seem to take over and get under your skin
now it's feeling all wrong
like all hope is gone
all broke down and lonely singing this sad song
crying from your lungs
bout how bad you been done
and how you thought for sure you were the only one
(this is how you know you got the true blue blue blue blues)
****************************************************
From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Blues Sonnet
The Blues Sonnet is derived from the Afro-American, melancholia music or lamentation. It is a triplet form (Three rhyming lines) with lines 1 and 2 rhyme repeating and line 3 bringing the stanza to a climax in a manner similar to the Haiku. Purists state the meter should be Iambic Pentameter, (IP), but others argue that IP is an English poetry form and Afro-Americans had no concept of it and it should be left to the poet to "do yo thang".
The Rhyme scheme is thus:
A. A. a. … B. B. b. … C. C. c. … D. D. d. … e. e. .
FOR THE RECORD I DISAGREE WITH THE ABOVE RHYME AND RHYTHM SCHEME DESCRIPTION.
I prefer the classic rhyming every other line and then the chorus stanza being the climax. I'll have to see if there are any other articles online about this but until then I wrote the above and also a rendition of what I feel is a more classic feeling bit of blues fit for song below...
woke up this morning
got out of bed
saw my woman had left me
now i'm feeling damn near dead
cause I got the blues
them low down dirty rotten blues
if can't nothing save ya
from your own bad behavior
then you get the blues
them low down dirty rotten blues
*insert 2 minute twangy blues guitar solo here*
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new form every day... Blank Verse (day 9 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-09 13:38
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SLITHER
this is the view from stomach's eye, from ground
having never walked a leg but just crawled
this is the hiss of voice the quiet speech
anchored in depths of surface via grass
this is the accursed lot of life in shift always
(this is just a start... I'll come back to it later)
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Blank Verse
Blank Verse is constructed with unrhymed (therefore blank) Iambic Pentameters. No other verse form is able to convey such a beatifull rhythm of spoken English or is able to be used for the various levels of speech. It is often used in dramatic monologues
Blank Verse was first used in English, in Surrey's translation of Virgil's Aeneid. The most famous uses of Blank Verse (aside from that used by Shakespeare in his plays) were in Milton's Paradise Lost, and Wordsworth's The Prelude.
Blank Verse is usually divided into verse paragraphs of varying length, though it can be used in stanzas of equal length
Regardless of how the Blank Verse is divided, the poems are of no set length. Every poet should read Paradise Lost, and to see example of how perfectly Blank Verse can capture the rhythms of spoken English, read Shakespeare.
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SLITHER
this is the view from stomach's eye, from ground
having never walked a leg but just crawled
this is the hiss of voice the quiet speech
anchored in depths of surface via grass
this is the accursed lot of life in shift always
(this is just a start... I'll come back to it later)
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Blank Verse
Blank Verse is constructed with unrhymed (therefore blank) Iambic Pentameters. No other verse form is able to convey such a beatifull rhythm of spoken English or is able to be used for the various levels of speech. It is often used in dramatic monologues
Blank Verse was first used in English, in Surrey's translation of Virgil's Aeneid. The most famous uses of Blank Verse (aside from that used by Shakespeare in his plays) were in Milton's Paradise Lost, and Wordsworth's The Prelude.
Blank Verse is usually divided into verse paragraphs of varying length, though it can be used in stanzas of equal length
Regardless of how the Blank Verse is divided, the poems are of no set length. Every poet should read Paradise Lost, and to see example of how perfectly Blank Verse can capture the rhythms of spoken English, read Shakespeare.
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new form every day... Ballade (day 8 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-08 05:53
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NIGHT TO DAWN
there comes an ending to each day
this is just how it has to be
twinkling of stars as sun's away
from his duty now he is free
but will return eventually
when he has his shift again on
to wake the birds within the tree
as night falls and returns to dawn
as dusk had covered pitch and hay
the cow and flow'r and bumblebee
and to each other we all say
this parting is so bittersweet
let's make sure rest is complete
as slumber again finds its spawn
within us all till next we meet
as night falls and returns to dawn
it's not a rhythm we betray
as sure as tides within the sea
the stars come out in their array
so similar for you and me
no matter where on earth are we
when all time's changes next are gone
no matter what that time may be
as night falls and returns to dawn
day will change to night by degree
and slowly we will find our yawn
until sleeps end dream in beauty
as night falls and returns to dawn
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Ballade
The Ballade as its name suggests is a French form and along with the Rondeau was one of the first forms to be standardised in the 14th cetury. Written in syllabic prosody of any one line length, the original French forms were octosyllabic, but now decasyllable is more common, and iambic tetrameter etc; are just as acceptable.
The construction is 28 lines which are divided into three octave stanzas and an envoi.
The rhyme and pattern do not change. It turns around on only three rhymes.and as is common with most French forms. The last line of each stanza is a refrain. The Ballade has a rhyme pattern of: a, b, a, b, b, c, b, C and the envoy b, c, b, C.
(FYI, an envoi in a poem is a short closing stanza in certain verse forms, such as the ballade or sestina, dedicating the poem to a patron or summarizing its main ideas. And yes, I had to look that up! :-P)
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NIGHT TO DAWN
there comes an ending to each day
this is just how it has to be
twinkling of stars as sun's away
from his duty now he is free
but will return eventually
when he has his shift again on
to wake the birds within the tree
as night falls and returns to dawn
as dusk had covered pitch and hay
the cow and flow'r and bumblebee
and to each other we all say
this parting is so bittersweet
let's make sure rest is complete
as slumber again finds its spawn
within us all till next we meet
as night falls and returns to dawn
it's not a rhythm we betray
as sure as tides within the sea
the stars come out in their array
so similar for you and me
no matter where on earth are we
when all time's changes next are gone
no matter what that time may be
as night falls and returns to dawn
day will change to night by degree
and slowly we will find our yawn
until sleeps end dream in beauty
as night falls and returns to dawn
******************************************************
From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Ballade
The Ballade as its name suggests is a French form and along with the Rondeau was one of the first forms to be standardised in the 14th cetury. Written in syllabic prosody of any one line length, the original French forms were octosyllabic, but now decasyllable is more common, and iambic tetrameter etc; are just as acceptable.
The construction is 28 lines which are divided into three octave stanzas and an envoi.
The rhyme and pattern do not change. It turns around on only three rhymes.and as is common with most French forms. The last line of each stanza is a refrain. The Ballade has a rhyme pattern of: a, b, a, b, b, c, b, C and the envoy b, c, b, C.
(FYI, an envoi in a poem is a short closing stanza in certain verse forms, such as the ballade or sestina, dedicating the poem to a patron or summarizing its main ideas. And yes, I had to look that up! :-P)
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poem: girl inside this woman
2011-01-08 05:26
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he said "you're a pretty girl"
I said "that's my problem;
I am a girl trapped in a woman's body"
to which he replied "no you're not.
I misspoke. You are all woman"
no, he was right the first time
was right in his assessment
of who and what I was
What I am still at this moment
I am the bright eyed child
enthralled by the world around me
tossed by my poet heart
into roller coaster emotions
riding the fantasy of infatuations
dipping into the heart of melancholy
angst is not only for teens
but also for the teen at heart
and I will be forever 21
just old enough
but still young enough to be stupid
or perhaps just purposefully unaware
my naivete surrounds me as an aura
glowing in the pores of my skin
glimmering out of my eyes
when I smile it is there
and it shines in my tears
expectations crushed by reality
where do I get these ideas?
where do these ideals come from?
their lie I keep believing
to the point of breaking my own heart
over and over
and tonight is no exception
no matter how many times
I say I will walk away from the pain
there is just enough pleasure
to bring me back
to hold my hand
to touch my skin
then yesterday turns into today
and everything is suddenly different
I am cast into the free fall
to be injured in the landing
this was a jump with no shute
I want to end happy
but right now
there is only this pit
deep in the bottom of my stomach
this ride is making me sick
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he said "you're a pretty girl"
I said "that's my problem;
I am a girl trapped in a woman's body"
to which he replied "no you're not.
I misspoke. You are all woman"
no, he was right the first time
was right in his assessment
of who and what I was
What I am still at this moment
I am the bright eyed child
enthralled by the world around me
tossed by my poet heart
into roller coaster emotions
riding the fantasy of infatuations
dipping into the heart of melancholy
angst is not only for teens
but also for the teen at heart
and I will be forever 21
just old enough
but still young enough to be stupid
or perhaps just purposefully unaware
my naivete surrounds me as an aura
glowing in the pores of my skin
glimmering out of my eyes
when I smile it is there
and it shines in my tears
expectations crushed by reality
where do I get these ideas?
where do these ideals come from?
their lie I keep believing
to the point of breaking my own heart
over and over
and tonight is no exception
no matter how many times
I say I will walk away from the pain
there is just enough pleasure
to bring me back
to hold my hand
to touch my skin
then yesterday turns into today
and everything is suddenly different
I am cast into the free fall
to be injured in the landing
this was a jump with no shute
I want to end happy
but right now
there is only this pit
deep in the bottom of my stomach
this ride is making me sick
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new form every day... Ballad Stanza (day 7 of 365 in 365)
2011-01-07 11:00:00
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ART IN THE MORNING
as the morning sun warms the skin
chasing the frost and dew
art comforts me and welcomes me
I find solace in you
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Ballad Stanza
A ballad has many variations of rhyme and line length. The basic Ballad Stanza consists of four lines with an alternating couplet and lines that alternate from four iambic feet to three. This gives a suggested pattern of:
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x b
x x x x x x x c
x x x x x b
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ART IN THE MORNING
as the morning sun warms the skin
chasing the frost and dew
art comforts me and welcomes me
I find solace in you
********************************************************
From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Ballad Stanza
A ballad has many variations of rhyme and line length. The basic Ballad Stanza consists of four lines with an alternating couplet and lines that alternate from four iambic feet to three. This gives a suggested pattern of:
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x b
x x x x x x x c
x x x x x b
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new form every day... Ballad (day 6 of 365 in 365) *ADDED LINES 1/7/2011*
2011-01-06 10:58:00
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inspired by Chaos and Mobius (the children I nanny)...
THE SMILES OF CHILDREN
today the sun welcomed their eyes
they wake up, rise and then they shine
"I'm awake!" their daily cries
each new day is fresh in their minds
they run, they jump, in constant play
singing the songs they will create
with joy they live and face the day
to them the small things seem so great
a tree, the grass, the dirt, a rock
the sky and birds and all around
anything on which their eyes can look
discovery they seem to've found
this journey through their daily rites
each thing is seen as fresh and new
each sound and smell and all the sights
is taken in and caref'ly viewed
seen in ways we do not still know
a child's eyes see a hidden truth
it's almost sad to see them grow
out of perception of their youth
but now they smile. they play and laugh
the world is open to be seen
they see the full. we see the half.
realities have crushed our dreams
but children smile beyond our hope
they carry lightness we can't bear
a same time smaller/larger scope
the child to us does not compare
a world we wish that we could see
return minds to this perspective
once again like children to be
to join innocence's collective
no life's perfect but it's a gift
a cherished thing to be admired
we can be so much more only if
by these small ones we are inspired
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Ballad
Long Measure
This is a variation of Common Measure, and consists of three rhymes of iambic tetrameter, (4 feet). This gives a suggested pattern of:
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x x x b
x x x x x x x c
x x x x x x x b
wikipedia has more detail on the subject:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ballad
I didn't feel like writing a long ballad... but this is a good start I guess. :-)
Also, I don't know if this subject and way it's presented really counts as a ballad but it'll do for now. :-P
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inspired by Chaos and Mobius (the children I nanny)...
THE SMILES OF CHILDREN
today the sun welcomed their eyes
they wake up, rise and then they shine
"I'm awake!" their daily cries
each new day is fresh in their minds
they run, they jump, in constant play
singing the songs they will create
with joy they live and face the day
to them the small things seem so great
a tree, the grass, the dirt, a rock
the sky and birds and all around
anything on which their eyes can look
discovery they seem to've found
this journey through their daily rites
each thing is seen as fresh and new
each sound and smell and all the sights
is taken in and caref'ly viewed
seen in ways we do not still know
a child's eyes see a hidden truth
it's almost sad to see them grow
out of perception of their youth
but now they smile. they play and laugh
the world is open to be seen
they see the full. we see the half.
realities have crushed our dreams
but children smile beyond our hope
they carry lightness we can't bear
a same time smaller/larger scope
the child to us does not compare
a world we wish that we could see
return minds to this perspective
once again like children to be
to join innocence's collective
no life's perfect but it's a gift
a cherished thing to be admired
we can be so much more only if
by these small ones we are inspired
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From: http://www.thepoetsgarret.com/list.html
Ballad
Long Measure
This is a variation of Common Measure, and consists of three rhymes of iambic tetrameter, (4 feet). This gives a suggested pattern of:
x x x x x x x a
x x x x x x x b
x x x x x x x c
x x x x x x x b
wikipedia has more detail on the subject:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ballad
I didn't feel like writing a long ballad... but this is a good start I guess. :-)
Also, I don't know if this subject and way it's presented really counts as a ballad but it'll do for now. :-P
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