Form Poem Contest

[symphony]

Perhaps I should change that to "if I get any entries." That's the problem with me winning, I almost always start the flood with the first poem. Who will start my constest?

Me.

Glad ur having villanelles for this round. Gives me a chance to write one. Always thought they're interesting. So here's my shot at it. Not as good as your ones, O Master of Villanelles, but this will have to do.


The Naive Noesis

If only we had time enough to serve the trivialities!
There’s more to life than in researches found:
The simple geometry of clouds, the sciences in the seas--

All demand a ceaseless hymn, humble poetries
Or, leastways, an amazed gaze -- silent and sound…
If only we had time enough to serve the trivialities!

The postures of war, the secrets of peace
Give no life, leave no vibe, to hound
The simple geometry of clouds, the sciences in the seas.

The world begets, the world forgets. We forget our histories,
And nod it is only gravity for which the earth is round.
If only we had time enough to serve the trivialities,

If only we could see the earth beyond its chemistries,
We’d see things that are, and furthermore astound:
The simple geometry of clouds, the sciences in the seas.

If only we had eyes enough to see the world with ease,
While crowds of data-dissertations mound…
If only we had time enough to serve the trivialities--
The simple geometry of clouds, the sciences in the seas!

[ntropyincarnate]

um...I'll try, if I can think of anything. It'll be lame...

[Pendragon]

Wonderful begining , Sy. Can you come up with a title? Beautiful use of the form! She showed you the way people, now follow suit!

[symphony]

Can you come up with a title?

Added one.
Hope this serves as a starter if nothing else. C'mon fellas!

[astrophysical]

Hi, i was just wondering if i could join in with this contest?

[symphony]

Hi, i was just wondering if i could join in with this contest?

Of course u can. Check out post #328 by Pendragon, and u'll get the form for this round. Then cook up a villanelle and hop in!
Welcome to LitNet, astro (cool username. i'm obsessed with astrophysics, by the way!).

[Pendragon]

Bumpity-bump-bump-bump--
bump-bump dah-dump-a bump, yeah!
dah-dah-dah-dah-BUMP!

[astrophysical]

this is my first try at a villanelle, so it's quite lame. I hope it's not too late. Here goes:

Villanelle to a Dutch Summer:

As the wind skips by in a mellifluous daze,
Summers sun burns, an ember in the sky, the whole
while, clover fields melt into an amythest haze.

Ripe fruits plummet to the ground in this seasonal phase,
Where days are slow and belladonna-nights are black as coal,
As the wind skips by in a mellifluous daze.

Flowers open their lid-like petals to turn and gaze,
Upon the heat which rises like a lonely soul,
While clover fields melt into an amythest haze.

Bumble bees buzz around pink buds in a frenzied craze,
Thin tapering strands waver, each like a new-born foal
As the wind skips by in a mellifluous daze.

Fragrant lemongrass grows sweet where those young foals graze,
The sodium sun bakes the ground hard under the foots sole
While clover fields melt into an amythest haze.

Leaves patter into the lake where the donkey brays,
That delicate admirals fleet lost to the mules water-hole
As the wind skips by in a mellifluous daze,
and clover fields melt into an amythest haze.

[Pendragon]

Not too late Astro, as I have set a date for closing, since I only have two entries. I would like at least one more, before calling it a contest. Come on guys. I have two very good starters. So get out there and write!

[TheFifthElement]

Missing

Please help me, have you seen my son?
He was right here only a second ago.
I turned for just a moment and he was gone.

We were on our way to the park for some fun
I had him by the hand, and he let go.
Please help me, have you seen my son?

It’s all my fault, oh what have I done?
My boy, he’s only 4 years old you know,
I turned for just a moment and he was gone.

He was wearing trousers with pockets on
the knee, and a t-shirt egg yolk yellow.
Please help me, have you seen my son?

He’d asked me if it was okay to run
I said not to wander, I told him so.
I turned for just a moment and he was gone

Has anyone seen him, please help me, anyone?
No wait…excuse me…are you listening, hello?
Please help me, have you seen my son?
I turned for just a moment and he was gone.

[Pendragon]

Three. Alright! We're in business! How about a March 17th close? I'll post the winner on the 18th. That gives a lot of time, but villanelle's aren't easy to write and I want to give everyone a chance. Go poets!

[ampoule]

Thank you Pen. I really want to try this. Those so far are sooo good. This will be a real challenge that I may not make. March 17th is great.

[AuntShecky]

Okay, Pen, you asked me to enter this, so here goes. (I'm relieved I already had one on file.)



A Villanelle


Is the Universe to blame when it's we who fail
To fathom the sea between soon and never?
Our lives are tiny ships, tossed and shifting in a gale.

We chalk up routes to chance, seldom clear, always pale,
And balk at checking the compass of our befogged endeavor.
Is the Universe to blame when it's we who fail?

Neither earnest nor sly intent puffs up a luckless sail.
When God cleaves to the meek, then God help the merely clever.
Our lives are tiny ships, tossed and shifting in a gale.

Fair skies draw our praise, yet against ill winds we rail,
Cursing the moorings which tide and time must sever.
Is the Universe to blame when it's we who fail?

A small scope seeks room to weaken the cosmic scale.
God or man or ignorant Fate: who pulls the lever?
Our lives are tiny ships, tossed and shifting in a gale.

The spirit sends an S.O.S., a shrill m'aidez to wail.
Will hope loom like a lighthouse beacon, ever?
Is the Universe to blame when it's we who fail?
Our lives are tiny ships, tossed and shifting in a gale.





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[Pendragon]

"We progress!" As Holmes once said to Watson!

[alakungfu]

Reel of Options

Chance has a cause to desert its ways and viscerally forswear,
Particularly if our past mistakes once wantonly observed
A life that's culminated in the keys of Destiny fair.

The challenge of reformation, propitious only dare,
Standard remedy ensures, swiftl Justice may be served.
Chance has a cause to desert its ways and viscerally forswear.

Review the duration of causations, alluring with fanfare.
Engaging in absolved affairs, reaping as deserved
A life that's culminated in the keys of Destiny fair.

Tedium lapses unfocussed excesses tnat yet wear
And Opportunity gives us leave forget those faults conserved.
Chance has a cause to desert its ways and viscerally forswear.

Fortune having loosed its hold on Random's accumulating square
Is testing on its twin Due Course, refined yet unnerved,
A life that's culminated in the keys of Destiny fair.

The ultimate consideration, reasoned and aware;
Adroit the prime avenue dispatched. heavy and reserved.
Chance has a cause to desert its ways and viscerally forswear.
A life that's culminated in the keys of Destiny fair.