longing – Pen's Ink

Blues – a Magic 9 poem

I can’t resist the color blue —
the shade that haunts me from your eyes,
can’t eat or sleep, I tell you true.
I close my eyes and find your gaze.
I see it everywhere, that hue!
I’m hopeless now, I’ve got it bad!
I cannot help but think of you —
the denim that molds round your thighs
— it marks my soul like a tattoo.

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POETIC FORM:

Magic 9 – According to Robert Lee Brewer, this form is a newer form, relatively unknown, and appears to have been inspired by a poet misspelling the word “abracadabra.” There are no rules as far as meter or subject matter–just a rhyme scheme: abacadaba. (Remove the r’s from “abracadabra,” )

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Suddenly – a golden shovel poem, after The Lumineers, Ho, Hey

Poetry

I wasn’t searching for you
didn’t know I needed to belong.
Life had taught me — be content with
whatever love had come to me
or hadn’t. Don’t you do that when you’re
older, wiser? I had learned my
lesson well — then you called me sweetheart!

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POETIC FORM:

golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.

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The Road – a Byr a Thoddaid poem

Poetry

I hear its voice at the window.

Siren songs it sings in the willow.

The road keeps calling — echoes on the wind,

and winds on until dawn.

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POETIC FORM:

Byr a Toddaid – a 4-line stanza Welsh form consisting of a single quatrain or a series of quatrains, each divided into 2 combined couplets. One couplet is 2 lines, eight syllables each with an AA end rhyme. The other couplet is 2 lines, one with 10 syllables and an end rhyme NEAR the end, and the other line with 6 syllables with a link to the end word of the 10 syllable line, then an end rhyme that corresponds to the end rhyme in the same 10 syllable line. The link is near the front of the 6 syllable line, and can be rhyme, alliteration or some other clever device to link the two words. Couplets can alternate, so there are 2 main options indicated in the outline a below:

Option. 1:

xxxxxxxA

xxxxxxxBxc

xcxxxB

Option 2:

xxxxxxxAxb

xbxxxA

xxxxxxxC

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Witchcraft – an ovillejo poem

Poetry

What magic makes my fever rise?
It’s your eyes!

What alchemy my heart beat trips?
Your hips!

How do you tempt me, charm me cruel?
I’m a fool!

You’ve lit a fire and fed it fuel!
You cause my soul to shake its wings —
my body does the wildest things!
It’s your eyes, your hips — I’m a fool!

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POETIC FORM:

OVILLEJO – a ten-line poem made up of 3 rhyming couplets, plus a quatrain. The first line of each couplet is an 8 syllable question, while the second corresponding lines are 2 to 3 syllable responses or echoes. The final quatrain is usually a redondilla, written in trochaic tetrameter. The final line of the quatrain combines lines 2, 4, and 6. The overall rhyme scheme is aa/bb/cc/cddc.

POETIC FORM DIAGRAM:

a (8 syllables)
a (2-3 syllables)

b (8 syllables)
b (2-3 syllables)

c (8 syllables)
c (2-3 syllables)

c (8 syllables) trochaic pentameter
d (8 syllables) trochaic pentameter
d (8 syllables) trochaic pentameter
c lines 2, 4, and 6 (8 syllables) trochaic pentameter

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Lover

Poetry

Will you hold me

in your eyes

for a moment?

Will you kiss me

with the words

from your lips?

Will you sing me

to sleep with

your heartbeat?

Will you declare

you love me

with your hips?

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Awake

Poetry

Awake

There’s a silence

in the morning–

feels like waiting

for day to begin–

for the sunlight

in your smile when

you wake to see me.

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My Monster

Poetry

How do I tell you
about the ache I meet
when my day begins
–about how I feel
greedy and guilty
for the hunger in me?

How do I choose
the calm expression
the smile of generosity
when you reach for
another — and I love her!

In her I recognize
my need for you
— tell me what words
make that jealousy
un-monstrous and
embraceable?

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To Teeth – a rondeau poem

Poetry

fangs — http://weheartit.com/entry/group/45320584

You smile at me –beguile– you see.
You make my pulse begin to rush.
Your dazzling brilliance makes me blush.
I can’t resist your laugh, so free.

So when my yielding flesh would be
your prey, with which my blood does flush
— remember what it is you see.
Forgive my dancing pulse its rush.

Though sorely frightened I may be,
I ache to know your tender brush,
which turns into a greedy crush
— I long to feel you biting me!
Your smile beguiles my flesh, you see.

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POETIC FORM INFO:

The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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Pillows

Poetry

it doesn’t matter

if the bed is the softest

one in a Joplin hotel

or my very own,

— if the sheets

are cool and crisp,

or tangled in a heap.

no matter how

artfully and carefully

they are arranged

–pillows are a poor

substitute for your

body, exhausted and

sleeping next to mine.

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https://soundcloud.com/penelope-connor/pillows

The Hours

Poetry

Sometimes they fly by like
traffic on a Friday evening highway
and sometimes they pool
at my feet like Autumn leaves
and I can’t make them
move fast enough, but I try
to remember whether the hours
with you (and the ones away)
move quickly or slowly
— each one is a gift.

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