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2011 Poetry Form Challenge#12 Triversen PoetryThe Triversen is an entire poem consisting of 6 stanza and there is no particular rhyme scheme with it.
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Kathy AndersonOne day we were there Holding hands in the sun Watching clouds sing Then along came a storm Chasing away the sky Sending sand into our shoes Crumbling castles Fell at our feet With the sand on the beach And now all that's left Are two empty chairs Beside a broken wind break.  ----- Aquarius The age came And went away From freedom Time holds no breath It swings a pendulum Like a rockers drum We take our steps Higher visions To the next cantata Then hurry back To the back beat Of classic Perifidia The new revolution Is already squashed In Rap sauce GreenPeace So lets let our hair down And take a step back To Aquarius! ----- Sleeping Sun Is it too much to ask The sun to come out Of the past At last to be happy Violins to play Life free from decay Of the better things Release from trials That never harden scales For they only melt In the moon glow Or a touch  ----- Whisper The clouds won't stay In the present But always chase tomorrow Playing on the breeze As nomads of time Passing through the trees Leaves weave silently The thoughts once known Now thrown away The wind parries With the hours Never spent Waves wash out the sun Faster than chariots race Pulling us closer Now the days chant To the drums beat A whispered heat ----- Wild Children I hear the robins at morn The coyotes by night Knowing all is well Until news says otherwise That wolves are unsafe In the farmers pens No gun is spared Nor bullet gathers rust As long as there are men Man takes what's not his To make space For all his waste Another pelt trophy Or tossed on the scrap heap Of slaughtered beasts When will they ever learn To make peace With the wild children of earth?!  back to list |
Divena CollinsTo open pages gently legends start to unfold My ancient book of verse Pages are so old. I never cease to wonder what may lie within Each page tells a different tale I cannot wait to begin. All the precious pages I read thro` and thro` But every time it is opened I learn something new. I treasure this old book and never shall I lend In case it shall never return Not even from a friend. Pages are so fragile they need special care For much loved poetry I alone shall share. It will never be fogotten words I do rehearse I shall always forever treasure My ancient book of verse.  ----- Country Lover (Variant) In a perfect world on a perfect day I went on my way. For I did go a rambling upon my bike I have to say I saw a field of cows the prettiest Jersey kind. Climbed the fence to join them I didn`t think they`d mind; So I peddled across the field just me and my old bike The critters turned and chased me you never saw the like. But I didnt really mind cause I`m a Country Lover. Well I skidded on a cow pat and I landed on another There really was no need to create a major issue Oh my Kingdom my Kingdom, if I only had a tissue. Made my bold escape underneath a barbed wire fence Into the next field. Oh where was my common sense For Its times just like this, I just know I am a fool. But I didnt mind at all `cause I`m a Country Lover. Way yonder in the corner was an Aberdeen Angus bull He greeted me with a snort and stamped his beefy hoof Like the bull on a corned beef tin, but this was living proof. Now wearing strong cow scent was just a little bit risky Aberdeen Angus hoof and horn was acting much too frisky I made my escape once again from that field to another. But I did`nt really care `cause I`m a Country Lover. Found a nice clean stream, with floating water cress To wash myself clean for I was a frightful mess That lovely cool water was such a welcome sight. When up jumped a frog and gave me such a fright The moral to this story, take the good with the bad I would never want to swap today not for any other You see I did`nt mind at all `cause I`m a country lover.  ----- Desirous Dreams (Variant) Come softly unto to me my lover Gently hold me closer to thy chest I know there shalt not be another; Thou my beloved art my quest I dream in awe since we first met This feeling inside my heart is set; I dream in awe I dream in awe Thy tender love shall ne-er forget. Come softly unto me my lover Draw me closely unto thy heart And we two shalt soon discover; We shalt not ever break apart The way we two are meant to be Both close together thee and me; The way we are The way we are Loving each other tenderly. Come softly unto me my lover Barefoot thro` the sands Our love shall ne`er be over; As we walk hand in hand Within this destiny shalt retrieve The spiritual guidance we believe Within this destiny Within this destiny Thus desirous dreams receive.  ----- Drums of Desire Listen do you feel it deep within That penetrating beat Drums of desire. Loud bass vibrations deep inside To excite the senses Of spirits higher. Rendering souls within a trance Of deep rhythmic moods Drums of desire. Meditation of the mind and body That beats deeply within Of spirits higher. Can you feel it within your heart Pulsating loud the rhythm Drums of desire. Releasing tensions deep within Feelings never forgot Of spirits higher.  ----- Failure Failure when you try and cant do it Can drive you insane But try again. Failure when you try again and fail Does it really matter When you lose. Failure to accomplish all you do Life is not perfect Nor are you. Failure shall never mean the end For living goes on You must too. Failure to know right from wrong Was never a crime You may learn. Failure to please the one you love Whatever you do Bake a pie.  ----- Fantasy Realm Fields of patchwork whispering breeze Perched on a bough high up a tree Observing the realm below. Happy and free as the birds she sings If only the artist had given her wings To explore the realm below. To flutter above cotton wool clouds, Beyond the hues of rainbow shrouds To her fantasy realm below. Created was she by strokes of a brush Her only companion was that of a thrush Who flew to her realm below. Orange and yellow with pink and green The palest of hues she ever had seen So enhancing her realm below. Where is the artist who etched her throne Why must she dream here all on her own As Queen of her realm below.  Artwork - Jamie Zollars ----- Highwayman He rode at night throughout the woodlands Thro`ghostly twisted tangled branches Of ancient oaken trees. Full was the moon that clothed his vision Black the steed that haunted the night Upon thunderous hooves. This ghostly vigil of a lost highway man Unrested spirit that plagues this forest That shall never sleep. Nigh unto this fate that he plundered From a treacherous pillaging addiction He could ne-er control. Not in life nor death shall he lay to rest His misfortunes of evils lay before him That day he was judged. He bears the marks still around his neck When he hung from that old oaken tree But his spirit rides on.  ----- Live Thee Well This day of which tomorrow Shall soon be our yesterday Will be lost and gone forever So smile be happy and gay It may be tomorrows memory Live thee well on this day. This day that turns into weeks As do months turn into years Like an old grandfathers clock. Heartbeats shall also tick away It may be tomorrows memory Live thee well on this day. These days, weeks,and years If humans remain here or not This planet could still revolve. Man may then become history And may be tomorrows memory Live thee well on this day.  Live Well, Live Much, Live Often ----- Maiden And Unicorn Deep in a forest where fantasies reign Way back in the midst of medieval times There dwelt a maiden with hair of gold. Her beauty known throughout the lands But her only love was a mythical beast That only she being a virgin could tame. A mythical unicorn had roamed the earth This beast of beauty with untold grace With the finest coat of the purest white. But alas was hunted for his magical horn Once believed to have medicinal powers Led by her father the King of the realms. For only a pure virgin could tame the beast And he had used her for the beast to lure. Unbeknown of this his most deceitful plot. One stormy day in this time of great myths Deep in the heart of the forest clearing In the wind, the rain and dense mystical mist. Sped a magnificent white tamed Unicorn With the virgin maiden sat astride his back To carry her far beyond the wild geese cries. Oh how they sped through the starlit skies Past whirlwind holes towards the milky way Breath of foam from his nostrils he blew. He paced the universe to reach their goal Thro` comets fireballs and shooting stars Leaping over orbes of mystic moon bows. Within another galaxy to a World unknown Far from her father and hunters of horn To planet Auriga, where the Unicorns roam. The beautiful maiden held tight his mane As she entered his world of myth and lore Where Unicorns dwell within a land of love. Wild and free within their magical fantasy Mystic moons surround the vast domain And cool rivers flow with crystal waters. She knew in her heart that she did belong To this haven of love and of peace within Far away from her fathers hunters of horn. And remained there upon the planet Auriga Within peace and tranquility in her domain A mystic wonderland she now calls home. Now when earths clouds float gently by You may pick out shapes within your eyes Then you shall see the maiden and Unicorn.  ----- My Day Will Come The day I write a classic and give the heart of me I will be a whole new person just you wait and see To put my pen to paper and let the words flow out. The day I surprise me, will happen without a doubt My day will surely come, it wont be too soon for me As sure as little apples, are plucked from a pear tree. So wait for the critics, I`ll be watched with eager eyes And be in all the newspapers, wont that be a surprise. I shall now be remembered amidst the classic poets. To think that I was famous and I never really knew it I am busy signing autographs, before you all can blink But you better get in fast, `cause I`m running out of ink.  ----- Of Nature here shalt be earth, water wind and fire Upon this planet where humans shall live Where natural elements shall transpire. Along side nature with strength of hand There shalt be earth water wind and fire. Nothing on this earth shall they deprive. For laws of nature are all they require Understanding rules bound to survive There shall be no greed or no demand. No ill feelings nor threats to conspire Nature shall give all the help she can There shall be earth water wind and fire. All that is needed for earthings to thrive And all shall dwell with love and desire There shall be earth water wind and fire. For the seeds of life shall soon revive; And new borne shall then be spawned Yet again humanity once more shall sire. For thus mother of nature had planned There shall be earth water wind and fire. A new morning shall then be dawned. Along with the elements they require For all the nutrients here and beyond There shall be earth water wind and fire.  ----- One Touch I have felt thee in my dreams each night And know thy love shalt forever be right I heard voices whisper unto me of love. Soft echo`s through moonbows high above When soft words caress feelings so much To awaken my senses with just one touch. And oh how this touch means much to me It shalt open hearts as spirits reign free Deep emotions blessed betwixt thee and I. To savour thy kiss of grapes from the vine. Dewdrops of nectar from thy lips unto mine `Midst the rhythmic chants of lovers sighs. Written in scriptures from days gone by For love everlasting of pleasures us such And all it had taken was just one touch.  ----- Rock`n Roll Crazy Remembering days of rock and roll When I was just a teeny bopper `God Bless My Soul.` How I loved those rhythm and blues Lime green and shocking pink socks `Blue Suede Shoes.` A brand new era of rock and roll bop `Good Golly Miss Molly`s` `At the hop.` `Long Tall Sally` said `Johny Be Good` `Lucille` is wearing `Chantilly Lace`and `In The Mood`. `Run Around Sue``The Girl Cant Help It` `All she wants to do is Shout Now` Rhythm and Blues. `Rock around the clock` dig that song `Sweet Talking Guy` `Yakety Yak` `Shakin All Over` all night long.  ----- Spy On The Ceiling This Spy stands upside down on a ceiling Where the ceiling joins the end of a wall Dazed on this wall he recalled with feeling. The feeling that he got when he did fall While he tumbled his head started reeling From a poisonous spy spray fumes and all. The Spy on the ceiling saw and heard all Stored in the depth of large black eyes His wings opened wide ready now to fall. So engrossed he was caught by surprise `Twas a shock as he slid down the wall Echo`s are forever heard from his cries. He learned a thing or two thus I know You are sworn to keep his secret well It seems such a pity that he had to go But few could he trust now he cant tell I warn you of this be careful please do For he never survived to bid us farewell.  ----- Takuskanskan (Dakota Indian Wind Spirit) Oh great spirit of the wind come blow The sadness in our tribes hearts grow Our land we called home is no more. Silenced are the drum beats of lore; Harken Takuskanskan and maybe then You will hear our drum beats loud again. Oh great spirit of the wind come blow Across our rivers with rapids that flow Over black hills and wide open plains. Help us to salvage what ever remains HarkenTakuskanskan and maybe then You will hear our buffalo return again. Oh great spirit of the wind come blow Over this land in a blanket of snow Desolate now but for wild wolves cries. Through hungry spiritual amber eyes Watch Takuskanskan and maybe then You will see our tribes return once again.  ----- Wild Mountain Thyme My land is in Scotland I lived back then Amidst wild mountain thyme And heather in the glen. My land is a white land all winter long High up in the Highlands Where I was born. Once a land where clansmen roam free Who battled for freedom For their old Country. The Flowers of Scotland bloom so wild Ancient ballads can still be heard I sang as a child. The pipes now are calling me back home From high in the hilltops I listened alone. My home now is England that I adore But I shall always remember The clan folk and lore.  ----- Wisdom Only a teenager she had been at the time But still she recalls tho` way past her prime Within green fields by the cool waters edge. `Neath the sweet scented honeysuckle hedge; Within her dreams strange feelings took part Oh how these fantasies, awakened her heart. Where was her Prince she now could not find `Tis none but the breeze caressing your mind` Where is the kisses he bestows upon me. `Tis none but a dew drop `neath the oak tree` Why must I weap in my sorrow once more `Tis not of sad tears but rain on earths floor.` Mother natures voice whispered tenderly She spoke with a wisdom which was to be Love with your heart, and not just your mind And never be impatient but always be kind Her words was remembered for many a year Words of the wise she hath spoken sincere.  back to list |
Jem FarmerThere’s whirling foam gathering sand Bathing over pebble stones As we walked hand in hand. The salty breeze to cut the air Of intense anticipation And eyes linger just too long. Wispy clouds float lazily by Towards the shadowy horizon Where destiny awaits a moment. White trainers crunching over shingle Tempting the rhythmic tide To ebb a little closer than sense would dare Amid the echoes of suckling waves Beneath the moon strolling feet Pause as lips kiss and question. Now arm in arm we walk on Inhaling oceanic fragrances of love To greet our future ----- The Language of Love I love you Three words without reason Or logical explanation! Amo te The ancient powers of passion Bourne from coyly made glances. Rwy’n caru ti My Celtic heart surrenders Enthralled by her tender soul. Techihhila Waking up in your arms I find myself falling in love. Kimi o ai shiteru Trusting instincts overcome The darkness of fear. Taim i' ngra leat A long lost beat of my heart Rediscovered by you ----- Sylvan Sunset Amid silhouette trees she stands, Unseen and silent is her breath While watching the sun go down. Reflected rainbow skies recall The ancient sylvan dream While watching the sun go done. In the stillness of twilight The forest folk whisper their magic While watching the sun go down. The leaves answer on a breeze Sharing their secrets of the night While watching the sun go down. And in the forest nymphs are walking Hand in hand quietly talking While watching the sun go down. Beside the glistening waters They sit beneath the willowy fronds While watching the sun go down.  ----- Tiger's Eye Amber and black stripes adorn the floor A proud cat of India is no more How can Man be so cruel? Head mounted in a distant land Trophies of ungallant triumph How can Man be so cruel? So many creatures are now extinct Over-hunted they could not survive How can Man be so cruel? Natural beauty shines in the tiger’s eye In its habitat where it’s supposed to be How can Man be so cruel? Yet still animals needlessly die By bullet or on huntsman’s knife How can Man be so cruel? If we are to learn the path of glory We must find it within nature’s love And stop Man being so cruel. ----- Where Lies the Peace Another shooting in the Middle East Yet tabloids focus on a footballer’s affair Where lies peace in this stormy world? The fall of morality For financial glory and power Where lies the peace in this stormy world? A child starving in a rain starved savannah While fat-cat politicians argue a penny Where lies the peace in this stormy world? Domestic abuse leaves a wife dying Hidden from stray shafts of sunlight Where lies the peace in this stormy world? Homelessness and poverty swept out of sight Unwelcome in the streets of a newly built city Where lies the peace in this stormy world? Wasted words engraved on tombstones As no-one cares to hear a desperate cry Where lies peace in this stormy world? back to list |
Ryter RoethicleI wake up each morning happy Hearing many voices singing They have helped me dream of Paradise. I wonder who wakes them happy But I hear them wake and sing For sure they know all about Paradise. I know soon we will awaken happy Then there will be different voices And we will be in paradise. ----- Eclipsed Moon An eclipsed moon hides the night the path up to the monastery can only be seen by torchlight. Soon the fog will settle and all will be dark anyway then my torch will be useless. Suddenly the fog clears as the moon emerges again and once again Heaven is visible. As I reach my car, the lights in the monastery go out and I feel the silence in the fog. ----- Hope In silence, only a friend and I sitting on weathered cliffs. As we watch seeing the world turning a multitude of hues. Then we see the world stirring in these early hours. Bowing in reverence to the cycle of darkness and light. My heart rejoices, joining the choir of rising life. There is hope for the world.  ----- I Raise My Glass I raise my glass to you You who has stolen my heart And my mind. I raise my glass to you You who I worship Above all others. I raise my glass to you In salute of our love And hope that it lasts forever. I raise my glass to you Simply because I love to see you smile And my heart you beguile. I raise my glass to you To see the look in your eyes And the love you can’t disguise. I raise my glass to you Because it’s a great tasting wine But you taste better.  ----- Lost Innocence - Innocence Pulling back the shadows I can look into your mind. Reflections in it's pools rippling into the works makes it grind. I crawl across the space that fabrics between you and I. A soul caressed does it's best as a raven sets to fly. Then looking back your words brush my spirit's core. Hearts imbued with passion's pen breathing up from the floor. ----- Lost Innocence - Lost Through the air I can feel your lips with my hand. Too many questions to answer and gentle sighs create strands. Personal transfer through an image created on once blank screen Agreement against beliefs in feeling the so many grey tones. Stalking through the pages of an ink-stained pad. In quotation posses the stirred passion had. ----- Lost Innocence Reading key strokes that pleasures my eyes. Enjoying sensations, tracing the edges of whispering cries. Lingering on the thoughts of finger tips. Heated in passion upon this soul grips. Back through the mirror I see. Looking at what used to be a fragment of my reality ----- Objections Over-ruled Japanese ships looking for whales murdering. Mankind thou art sick to witness this death in silence. Perhaps Nature replied and her tsunami was revenge. The world stock market affected by their indifference. Thousands of Japanese die Then and after Justice or revenge When taken to task Nature’s reply Research!  ----- Quaranta Miglia The way I feel right now, I know we’ve met before, perhaps a thousand lifetimes. I feel myself drawn to you, but is that good, or like 40 miles of bad road? Are we part of fates scheme, and will we meet again perhaps a thousand lifetimes? Or have our paths just crossed like two cars in the desert covering 40 miles of bad road? I cannot imagine any time or any place or a thousand lifetime without you. I know each life we meet and share our load together to cross our 40 miles of bad road.  ----- Question I wonder why we wish away our lives and then get anxious and impatient. I wonder why we wish away our lives because all we have to do is wait. In a little while it arrives And then we realise the energy spent depends on fate. And yet we still wait and like idiots, still wish our lives away I wonder if they’ve discovered a cure for stupidity yet? All these brains, and yet, not an gram of common sense. ----- Right or Wrong Speaking of what we know in life from all we’ve heard and seen. Each of us does things right or wrong and so glad it’s where I’ve been. Consider we never forget our yesterdays the good past held inside. Things we like to remember the right times I have pride. The wrongs we never forget we keep them hidden away. Those wrongs taught a lesson we never want to replay. So either right or wrong each person has two sides One that they are proud of and the other that they hide ----- Wonderful World It’s winter the birds are noisy whilst the sombre sky look down. It’s winter some trees are bare but some still have their leaves. It’s winter but Lorikeets still play and the trees seem happier for it. It’s winter and they are hiding again as winter rains belt down. It’s winter and the rain’s belting down hear it pounding on the roof. It’s winter and the birds are back it's still a wonderful world.  ----- Xtempore Going to and from work I am amazed at all the activity. All over the campus, new buildings are being erected. Unfortunately all this activity is disturbing plant life, animals and regular staff. Car parks are taken over, replaced by architectural works of art. These works of art cost three times the cost of conventional buildings. But when academia has money they seem to cast aside common sense. Practicality goes out the door, functionality takes second place, and "shit" it looks nice. ----- Zona Pellucida In the mountains the snow is falling creating a cold blanket. The ski season is starting and four wheel drivers will challenge themselves. The plant life sleeping is disturbed and violated by their machismo behaviour. At least the skiers stick to their patch and do minimum harm. The symbolic showering of ice, snow and mud is a symbolic ejaculation. A true indication of their alleged masculinity and sexuality. back to list |
Liz Rule"What good is a day?" I asked the snail I met on my path. He was heading toward my vegie patch to nibble on leaves. "Don't touch my turnips" I cried, "or lettuce, cabbage, zucchini." He eyed me with disdain; an earth dweller knows naught of title. Leaves are his world, his food, his shelter, the garden his workplace. Everything that lies on his path is his day's purpose ... even slime.  back to list |
Divena and RyterI fly on wings of silk created in a night of hope and promises of love. I fly in dreams with you unspoken thoughts now known giving hope to even more dreams. I fly on loves warm winds that carrying me aloft and heaven is within my grasp. I fly too late and now I’m lost but in such a happy state. I fly and now know heaven but it’s only heaven when your with me I fly whenever you touch me or when you laugh because you make me laugh also.  ----- Por Ti Sere. (You Raise Me Up) You raise me up with whispers of love Towards the dreams we speak of That we shall always share. You raise me up from land across the sea When spirits fly and you are with me And forever care. You raise me up when I am feeling low When we are apart I miss you so Until you are there. You raise me up when we are together With promises of our love together So sweet and rare. You raise me up thro` clouds of sorrow Knowing we both shall live for tomorrow To breathe a clearer air. You raise me up so with your gentle touch It is then I know that love means so much. Te Amo Por Ti Sere.  back to list |
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