Printable View
Quote:
Originally Posted by Gilliatt Gurgle
Sorry YesNo, I actually had one in the works for your previous challenge with only the first stanza drafted.Quote:
Originally Posted by YesNo
I'll continue to chip away at it for future use.
In the meantime, let's carry on with Pendragon's challenge...
That's OK. I prefer the form Pendragon presented since there's a lot of rhyme in it anyway.
The Cullling Song
Come what may, the fading light ends the day,
now I begin to sing my culling song, take care,
close your eyes beneath gentle night skies
give yourself over to my sweet lullaby, but beware,
no need to weep while I sing you into eternal sleep,
tenderly the culling song will lure you into the grave,
now you have heard the power of my word,
and in return freedom from this life I gave.
True Gods are good, do what they should,
And guide us through the day.
The climb was hard, but yard by yard,
I got there anyway.
The cave was dry, the mountain high.
The atmosphere was thin.
The rent was cheap. I lost some sleep.
At last, I could begin.
And so I sat, observing that
The present felt the same
Up here as there, most anywhere.
The place was not to blame.
Fragments of a Mind Consumed With Work 1
3000 is the PSI most common to specify
for concrete under your feet.
Lime stabilize the soil cut loose the coil,
that binds the steel so neat.
No. 3s to reinforce, 18 inches apart of course,
will hold Portland’s matrix together.
Form boards are true now direct the flue,
pour to the top of the ledger.
End of August, end of Contest
DarkMuse: Death as writer of the poem! Priceless!
YesNo: A mystic journey that discovers that it's the same everywhere! Love it!
GG: Building with concrete! Alright!
One winner, shall I go eny, meny, miny, mo? Hummmmmmm...
YesNo, you have the floor. Congratulations! :wave:
Thanks, Pendragon!
The next form is
Triolet
Here is a link to Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triolet Some of the references cited there provide other examples.
Deadline: September 22, about three weeks from now.
YesNo congratulations.
I am not good with form poems and so I avoid them all together but I will try a triolet because it looks easier. I think :)
It might be easier, cacian. There are also a lot of repeated lines. I'm looking forward to what you come up with.
Escape From Alcatraz
Across the water lay their freedom
Life in Alcatraz rotted body and soul
They had to risk all from desperation
Across the water—lay their Freedom!
Could they defy the odds to come?
In darkest night, in bitter cold—
Across the water lay—their freedom!
Life in Alcatraz rotted body and soul…
Pendragon
©9/2/2013
Note: On the night of June 11, 1962, Frank Lee Morris, John William Anglin, and Anglin’s brother Clarence made their escape from Alcatraz by cutting through the wall vents into a maintenance area, crossing the roof, and setting out to sea in a boat made from raincoats they inflated at the shore. They are supposed dead in the freezing water, but Mythbusters proved they could have made good on their escape!
Desolation
Watching your shadow ebb away
blood rains fall without remorse
and I would beg you to stay
watching your shadow ebb away
I know night has swallowed day
earth shudders with thunderous force
watching your shadow ebb away
blood rains fall without remorse
I may try to submit a Triolet, but while researching this form I came across a poem by Robert Bridges:
When first we met, we did not guess
That Love would prove so hard a master;
Of more than common friendliness
When first we met we did not guess.
Who could foretell the sore distress,
This irretrievable disaster,
When first we met?—We did not guess
That Love would prove so hard a master.
Not only is this a fine poem, but I could not help noticing
that it may have been a source for Elizabeth Bishop's One Art.
when you speak of love it's glow
the words astound, musically sound
a promise comes across a woe
when you speak of love it's glow
your voice becomes a certain low
slowest is wound
when you speak of love it's glow
your words astound musically sound
P.S thank you YesNo for the encouragement. :)
I knew you could do it, cacian! Thanks for the entry.
I'm looking forward to reading your triolet as well, Nick.
I've enjoyed all the entries so far. There is a little over 2 weeks left to enter.
Beach Beauties
history's mysteries answered
in microscopic grains of sand
biologic & geologic standards
history's mysteries answered
like a kaleidoscope fractured
of texture, color, and pattern
history's mysteries answered
in microscopic grains of sand
http://i1312.photobucket.com/albums/...ps4e0ba87b.jpg
Credits: Photo taken under a Edge3D
microscope ~ by Dr. Gary Greenberg