One of my long distance lovers has taken to writing poetry, in an effort to connect with me. He’s a math-brained, smart and nerdy kind of fellow — which I find incredibly sexy –and I adore him very much. I’ve previously featured his work here, and here.
I am intrigued by the way he approaches poetic forms, first the shardorma, fitting syllables into structured lines with care. I’ve been sending him new forms to try, like the tanka and the cinquain. He recently told me he’s come up with his own formula, and likes it very much.
There are five lines per stanza, with a break-line between each stanza. Not only can you read straight through, but each line of a stanza also forms a stanza for a secondary poem when combined with the corresponding lines of the stanzas that follow — first lines of each stanza are combined, as are lines two, three, four and five, to form a separate poem:
Two of his examples are featured here, in a form I’ll call accountant-poetry:
POEM 1
You see
kind and loving,
handsome blue-eyed mann
noble, strong, protective and smart —
your love.
Every facet is me.
I see
mediocre,
average man,
polyamourous and rebuilding —
a man.
Every facet is me.
They see
adulterer,
bearded wife-betrayer,
unjust, weak, neglectful and rash —
a fool.
—–
SECONDARY POEM:
you see
I see
they see
kind and loving
mediocre
adulterer
handsome blue-eyed man
average man
bearded wife betrayer
noble, strong, protective and smart
polyamourous and rebuilding
unjust, weak, neglectful and rash
your love
a man
a fool
every facet is me
every facet is me
—–
POEM 2
yes Sir
gift of service
to give of body, mind, soul
a longing to be of service
good girl.
Service is the strength to surrender but not be lost to another.
my girl
need and want meet
to focus loves and lusts
we share the two sides of a coin
I lead
Leadership is bending one’s wants to another’s boundary.
collar
want obedience
to protect and nurture
a need to be followed
Sir’s pride
—–
SECONDARY POEM:
yes Sir
my girl
collar
gift of service
need and want meet
want obedience
to give of body, mind, soul
to focus loves and lusts
to protect and nurture
a longing to be of service
we share the two sides of a coin
a need to be followed
good girl
I lead
Sir’s pride
Service is the strength to surrender
but not be lost to another.
Leadership is bending one’s wants
to another’s boundary.
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