Form Poem Contest

I will extend the deadline five days since I have only two entries.

Dark Muse, that may be the best reversible I have evr read. Congrats, you win! Nice poem Yesno! Very close to call!

Thank you very much

I will post the new form soon.

Sorry for the delay I have been busy, but I have your next style now.

The next form isn't too complicated but it is one that I enjoy.

It is a Japanese form called a Choka which consists of alternating lines between 5 and 7 syllables. It can be any length but it should be an odd number of lines ending with an extra line of seven syllables.

Here is an example:

Autumnal Lovers

Your breath draws me in
drowning in your ocean eyes
consumed by your fire
taste of Autumn on your lips
drinking rain drops off your skin.

Deadline: Oct. 20th

Say--life must go on
Face the future--the past dies
Picking up pieces
Fitting the puzzle together
No echo looks like me
Makes you wonder why they say
Life has to go on...
But only death is certain...

His twitching muscles
I can see them through his shirt
I want to smooth them
Stop their progression
Let them ripple against me
Their strength lifting me higher

ampoule, October Eleventh, TwoThousandFourteen

More please.

Tell me who you are.
Are you watching me as well?
We have come this far.
Have you anything to tell?
Let us rest and pause our spell.

Thank you for the entrees everyone. All great pomes, it was not easy choosing a winner.

Pendragon: Very elegant with some lovely imagery. I really like how it feels cyclical, the ending returning back to the beginning. It has a nice since of completion, and yet the message is never ending.

YesNo: I like the concept of this one, questioning our reality and ourselves. It is thought provoking and leaves me with many questions of my own. It offers many possibilities.

And the winner is

Ampoule: This was beautifully written, and sensual, and I think it offers many different possible meanings, it brought several things to my mind while I was reading it. I like the subtly of it.

Dark Muse....thank you so much. I enjoyed the form you chose.

Now, in looking for a form I used a long time ago, I ran across this one instead. I hope it hasn't been used before, but I, myself, am anxious to try it. I hope you are too.
It is called a Cleave Poem written in two columns. To read a Cleave Poem, read the left hand poem as a discrete poem, read the right hand poem as a second discrete poem, and then read the whole poem as a third integrated poem.

Here is an example of a Cleave Poem:

In Such a Place as This by Jessie Lafortune

even in this.............................................. godforsaken place
there is stirring evidence............................ of life, like
the frog who came..................................... just after the rain
and remains still........................................ clinging to the grass
the lizards........................................... ..... beating a path to safety
rustling in the grass................................... outside my door
the squirrels......................................... .... giving chase
playing tag............................................... recklessly
in the street............................................ . irrespective of cars
and then there is me................................. alive, barely
running in place....................................... depending on the day


You shouldn't have to put all those 'dots' in there, but I can't seem to figure out how to make two columns. ENJOY!

Deadline: November 15th

Philosophy 101

The Moon and the moonlight……………………………..They tear me apart
Shadows and shapes……………………………………………They torment me so
Swarms of forgotten memories…………………………..Pain unimaginable
Crowding around me…………………………………………..Dimming my view
Cold comfort they are…………………………………………Whispers and echoes
Speaking lies in hypocrisy…………………………………...Soiling my soul
Must rise again, fight the future………………………….Can I be redeemed?
It’s not how and when you fall……………………………It is getting up again!

Pendragon
Saturday, October 25, 2014

Tell me, traveller,....... what is it that you seek,
As you walk.............. beneath the polished moon
Snake-winding.......... through alluvial plains,
Amid tall grasses....... green and verdant
Fringed with seed,..... only to the sun;
How they flow,.......... diurnal nocturnes
Carried on the wind... that lodge in your locks,
Chasing thoughts...... like keys in pursuit
Of music.................. of wild imaginings?

These are wonderful. I can tell I am not going to like choosing a winner.

Songs From the Dead

Play for me...................................discordant harmonies
a song from the dead.....................each stolen breath
infused with memories...................voices in the shadows
murmurs to the moon....................melodies contorted
a prayer within your heart...............beating Morse code
my ear pressed.............................against your flesh
feeling the vibrations......................quivering lips
chanting incantations.....................in archaic languages
awakening soul depths.................. never letting go.

Here? . . . . . . Where?
Near? . . . . . . There!