Form: Raven’s Rovi Sonnet variant 9 When you bring your light to my universe Like the rose blooming on a winter’s day
Form: Alfred Dorn Sonnet Author’s Note: Prompt: Your Valentine’s Day feelings, well, the world knows what I think of that but okay a sonnet to say it – delightfully assisted by Rod Stewart.
Form; Free Verse I am a poet and words are my tools
Form: Alfred Dorn Sonnet And so begins another writing day A pen in hand beside a coffee cup
The pockets of our greatcoats full of barley... No kitchens on the run, no striking camp... We moved quick and sudden in our own country. The priest lay behind ditches with the tramp. A people hardly marching... on the hike... We found new tactics happening each day: We'd cut through reins and rider with the … Continue reading Requiem for the Croppies by Seamus Heaney
Form: English Sonnet I really can't believe I have know this wonderful lady and poet for 11 years - where did that time go?
Form: Alternating Sonnet The spark that’s seen in glances between eyes Ignites the flames we feed with kissing sighs
Form: Free Verse Inquisitive thoughts in the dreams of men
Poetic Notes: Half Measure
When I am old, and comforted And done with this desire With Memory to share my bed And Peace to share my fire I'll comb my hair in scalloped bands Beneath my laundered cap And watch my cool and fragile hands Lie light upon my lap And I will have a sprigged gown With lace … Continue reading Afternoon by Dorothy Parker
Form: Raven's Rovi Sonnet 8 Form creation and experimentation The sober mind intoxicated by A kiss; the soft wetness of lips that meet
Form: Free Verse Circle of silver what do you mean
Form: Free Verse Within her embrace my hands hold her close
Haiku Prompt: Sand
Form: English Sonnet Written 2008 "Nana tell me story now, Nana please" For me you made magic with words and rhyme
Form: Ivorian Sonnet variant 8 It sparkles as sunlight catches the stone Encased in silver, glimmers of love shown
Form: Byr a thoddaid The challenge a poem per day Each year NaPoMo comes to stay
Rose-maiden, no, I do not quarrel With these dear chains, they don't demean. The nightingale embushed in laurel, The sylvan singers' feathered queen, Does she not bear the same sweet plight? Near the proud rose's beauty dwelling, And with her tender anthems thrilling The dusk of a voluptuous night Poet: Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin Romantic Era … Continue reading Dear Chains by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
Form: Acrostic Poetry Seeking love in all the wrong places Clasping a shattered heart
Poetic Notes - Divino Sonetto
Form: Acrostic Sarcasm is my first language because High level intelligence attracts me whilst
Raven's Rovi Sonnet My desire burns when your body is still Your mind absent as if you are not there Your senses await the touch of my will
English Sonnet A lady pen, wrote of love in meter, from on the Grecian isle and ancient time. For womankind, was honey ever sweeter?
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their backs to the mainland in solemn, uneven lines along the cliff's brown grass-frayed edge, while the few sheep pastured there go "Baaa, baaa." (Sometimes, frightened by aeroplanes, they stampede and fall over into the sea … Continue reading Cape Breton by Elizabeth Bishop
Raven's Rovi Sonnet 6 There in the moment she lays before me My world of beauty, her surrendered soul Is mine; and I gaze upon her and see
Free Verse Prompt: Shopping
Poetic Notes Oriental Form - Choka
Echo Sonnet written 2008 As I lie restless, I hear your soft breath, I see you smile in dreams of love spring. My surrender to watch you, a living death,
Each day I looked to universal light And wished I could hear you whisper my name Then heard only silence throughout the night
The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream. A brighter Hellas rears its mountains From waves serener far; A new Peneus rolls his fountains Against the morning star. Where … Continue reading Chorus from Hellas by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The nights are long, and the days are short now While winter winds echo across the land Tonight the king will return as is planned
My first summer of love on that beach, First handheld, first kiss, to the sounds of 'Grease'. 'Summer Lovin'' high in the chart did reach,
Blank Verse is constructed lines of iambic pentameter without a rhyme scheme. For longer poems, it can be divided into stanzas of varying length or stanzas of equal length.
I long to see the sparkle in your eyes Silent and yearning a prowling desire Unsated want hidden in empty sighs And like the hunter stalking the streets
Alone in the shadows of used-to-be Where unchecked thoughts stir up feelings like dust And somewhere in there the remains of me
What would I do just for the love of you? I would swim across deep oceans so I could prove That the heart in me beats honest and true, There is no one thing I would not try move.....
The moon upon the wide sea Placidly looks down, Smiling with her mild face, Though the ocean frown. Clouds may dim her brightness, But soon they pass away, And she shines out, unaltered, O'er the little waves at play. So 'mid the storm or sunshine, Wherever she may go, Led on by her hidden power … Continue reading The Mother Moon by Louisa May Alcott
Acrostic poetry is a short autonomous verse constructed by a placing capitalised word or phrase vertically down the page to form the initial letters of each line of poetry. Each line is used to relate to the word or praise the subject. Acrostic poetry can be used with various other poetic forms that fit with … Continue reading Acrostic Poetry
Such love, so deep it now brings only pain As tears fall silently lost in the rain...
A path secluded by a silent roar As if feet had never walked here before...
If there is one thing you could take from me It is my love that will always be yours...
As roses bloom in red And the violets in blue
‘I can’t explain, you wouldn’t understand,’ I've lost my life and all I have is pain
The poetry of love, a scented roseWith verses written where kisses reposeThe sweetest touch the secret words between You and me; each touch a new metaphorTo gently take you where you’ve never beenThe pleasure rushes like an ocean waveAnd still, I write my poems on your skinConcealing the hunger with which I craveTo find desire … Continue reading Ex Amore Poema
I cannot love you with a close embrace Nor with the passion of a tender touch
So close to the end, we had just begun, A future so bright was now under threat
The Standard Habbie, often used by Robert Burns who may have created the form, is a sestet stanza.
Fake friends queue with open blades
I kiss the dust that lies beneath your feet As I know from your love I can’t retreat
A sonnet composed of fourteen rhyming lines Expressing words of love, or other things