The dreams that sleep beneath nocturnal skies To kiss the night farewell within sunrise As lovers wake inside a sleep's embrace...
The pale blue pattern announces the spring A music box behind the blossom sings In branches of the blooming lilac tree...
Form: French Sonnet 9 Outside the night silent and stillEchoes with my sleepless thoughtsThe thinkings that go on untilMy mind and pills are in cohortsAnd dreams with memories refillSleep or no sleep I’m out of sortsA broken soul drifting through timeAnd living now a surreal mimeSad memories bring the dawn lightA dim farewell to shards … Continue reading Insomniac Witterings
Form: French Sonnet 8 My heart was forever brokenWhen the cemetery gates closedNo more words of love are spokenIt wasn’t so long since I proposedWith a ring as my love’s tokenAnd love conquered all, I supposedWith eyes so bright and lashes longMy heart knew love couldn’t be wrongWe forgot to consider fateAnd her plans behind … Continue reading Til Death Do Us Part
Form: Free Style Sonnet 2 Together we stood closely holding handsThe selfie stick poised awaiting commandsI feel the grimace of faking a smileReality, I want to run a mileBut you want a picture upon your phoneIsn’t a million enough , did I sayIn a mystified and sarcastic wayAnd this time you don’t want to be … Continue reading Fake Smile and Cheesy Mime
Form: English Sonnet Yet another typo missed by the spell checkDraft after draft I have to type againMy fingers move faster than a hen’s peckOr get judge’s comments full of disdain.Proofreading screams at mistakes in grammarThe anger I feel is building up insideStart again I don’t want all the dramaJust so editors won’t push me … Continue reading A Writer’s Rage
Form: Ivorian Sonnet 58 Your passion throws me into ecstasyYet in oblivion you release meTo the growling at the back of my throatOnce again calling, calling out your nameDo you hear it echo, and do you take noteBut then I feel your hands demanding moreYour lips kissing me to surrender nowAs your body pins me … Continue reading Cry Mercy
While talking with December late one night A glass of whiskey in my hand I sure he smiled in the firelight...
Every night I write out my heart and pray you hear a poet calling how I long to hold you in my arm...
Dare to dream of love, a brave heart can dare feel the music ripple, I need to feel sharing my soul with you in dreams we share...
Texte: Education costs money. But then so does ignorance – Sir Claus Moser
On winter's nights, so calm, so still, the Goddess starts to sing, a voice of warmth against the chill...
The Collin’s sestet is a creative combination of three poetic groups – rhyming couplets, creating a sestet with the last line of the stanza being a repeat of the line, phrase, or word in the next stanza. No meter is specified other than that if only heroic (iambic pentameter) couplets are used the stanza is … Continue reading Collins Sestet Notes
By the fireside, there sits he A friendly soul come by thee There he sits darning a sock...
Meter: Meter of first line sets the tempoStructure: Minimum two octavesRhyme Scheme: ababcdcdD or abababaB The canzonetta is a variation of the canzone. It consists of at least two octaves, each using a series of alternating couplets. The last line or phrase is repeated in each subsequent stanza. Example: Hot Summer Nights by Terry Clitheroe … Continue reading Canzonetta Notes
Created by: William Lisle BowlesMeter: Iambic pentameter or decasyllabicStructure: Three quatrains and a coupletRhyme Scheme: abba cddc effe gg Example: On hearing the Bells at Sea by William Lisle Bowles How sweet the tuneful bells' responsive peal!As when at opening dawn the fragrant breezeTouches the trembling sense of pale disease,So piercing to my heart their … Continue reading Bowlesian Sonnet Notes
Worn are the faces of aged stone graves Sun, wind, and rain have beaten all to dust. Words lost to time in twilight’s damask waves
A whisper on the morning breeze to take my breath away a love that brings me to my knees
The white emptiness of a cold blank canvas So naked without the stroke of the brush The gentle caress of creative thought
We sip on white wine to the sounds of night Our glasses glimmering in the moonlight No clouds obscuring the soft silver rays
So calmly the night sea reflects the moon As in its fullness the tide laps the shore A companion to he who walks alone
My ideal as I rise early with the birds to most I suppose that is quite absurd. Coffee brewing, the aroma fills the room
What is wrong with you, what is wrong with me What is this thing that has us in its grasp Like captives in bondage, yet we are free
Strictly speaking, Blank Verse is a poem written in lines of iambic pentameter, however many poets relax this to decasyllabic lines, and why not, indeed. Blank verse poems can be in one stanza or broken into various stanzas of the line length the poet wishes. There is no rhyme scheme. Example: Riverside by Terry Clitheroe … Continue reading Blank Verse Notes
I saw you smile that day you first hit me Your eyes that filled with hate against the vow We made in sacred faith; the promise gone
As the falcon flies and the red kite soars Wise birds, it is said, can understand
A glass of ruby wine, a god in love His woman that they left alone to die Upon an island, abandoned by man
He plays his flute where forest and glade meet Songs of love and they come on dancing feet From the rivers and from the distant seas
Blank Verse Sonnet NotesMeter: Decasyllabic or PentameterStructure: QuatorzainRhyme Scheme: None specified Example: Sleepless Night by Jez Farmer The night is waiting in silver moonlight,For lips to meet and share a lover's kiss,Between the hushened pleas and wanting sighs,As parting clouds reveal the moon is full,The night of sleepless dreaming has begun.The quiet stillness found in … Continue reading Blank Verse Sonnet Notes
Her beauty captivates my heart in chains Of sweet lust rushing through my raptured veins My nemesis of illicit desire
As twilight shadows dissolve in the sand And echoes of day drift out to the sea Your lips flutter on the palm of my hand
My gift to you that your eyes cannot see To lift your heart so I may kiss your soul With love pronounced by delicate decree
Images colliding, twisting, turning. Mentality
Just like the warm embers love glows within It’s waiting like we do for the weekend And time to rekindle flames, skin on skin
Love, don’t let your soul drift so far from me Not even for a day, that is too long Yet I will wait ‘til you desire to be
And how empty is this world without you There’s no breath of air and no sound of joy Just lonely darkness, alone without a clue
The basic ballad stanza is made up of four lines. It has an alternating couplet at lines two and four. The lines also alternate between tetrameter and trimeter. This gives the following structure xxxxxxxaxxxxxbxxxxxxxcxxxxxb Example: The Little Boy Lost by William Blake "Father, father where are you going?Oh do not walk so fast!Speak, father, speak … Continue reading Ballad Stanza Notes
Her nest is snug, perfect for a small mouse A place to sleep and store the nuts and seeds Her face twitches as she looks at her house
Meter: Iambic pentameter or decasyllabic lines Structure: Either the Petrachan octet and sestet or the English three quatrains and a couplet
The king stands tall To save his child A maiden mild
The long measure ballad is a variant of common measure. It consists of four-line stanzas, each line ideally being iambic tetrameter or eight-syllables in length.
Ms Lilly, my dear, give me your hand, let me take you to a sensual promised land. Soft tendrils of evocative silk stroking your face
The keys that hold the secret sounds of art To please the soul with the beauty of song Each note touching love while we are apart
To the sweetness within my heart I am stuck in the trio of P’s again the perfectionist accepting nothing less than absolute correctness
The pleasure of feeding your hunger and need In your moment of want and sensual greed With her mind floating on your unclipped wings
Safe in the dark and sacred space of prayer But can the promise of love be found there When love is more than a memorised vow
I stare at the pieces for one to fit A broken picture and nothing is clear Impatience waiting for one to appear
In the vague morning light I look at you And question the lust of the night before I look at you and I see nothing new...
Structure: Octet and sestet. First words in the line rhyme, not the end rhyme word Meter: Decasyllabic or pentameter Rhyme Scheme: aabbccdd eeffgg
A secret shared in sweeping view Mixed with rhymes at the end of lines What else can a poet so do