2011 Form Challenges
This sonnet form is believed to be of Italian origin, and by removing the fifth line appears to be
a modified Ottava Rima by reducing it to a seven line stanza of three rhymes, arranged with a rhyme scheme of;
a. b. a. b. b. c. c.; the unison of the two stanza's will construct a lovely sonnet
It seems probable that the inventor of this stanza was Geoffrey Chaucer, who had many compositions using this form, of which the following is an example:
Rime Royal Sonnet Challenge Replies
Hadst thy not birthed this child out of love
For love thou hath felt since his birth began
A love that flourished from the spirits above
Cast seeds t`wards the passions of woman
What else shalt be derived from such a plan
When their passionate feelings were involved
And new life betwixt love shalt be revolved
Had not the tale of Adam and Eve been so
Of how human instincts changed their view
And how in this world the populations grow
For what they thought was something new
Invented by love it was all they once knew
But a poisonous apple they ate from a tree
Became their grave warning for you and me.
Hounds Of Hell
Call off thy hounds that gnarl my bones
Thou starving fiends of viscious breed
Thy beasts of the devils hybrid clones
That when in hell did fester with greed
To tear out my flesh for a bloody feed
Howling canines that reaks of death
Render their prey with ne`er a breath.
Without recognition to perish unknown
Nobody heard my last prayers of need
Cast off carcass that was left all alone
No one had heeded my final death moan
Laid betwixt earth, fire, and brimstone
Gone from slethering jaws of misdeed
Unto earthly mounds of devils weed.
Love of Chaucer
I durst not dout sweet wordes of desire
Thy wondrous charms bestow`n thou so
Not fondness of love that shalt e`er retyre
That maketh true love more evenlie flow
Tho` tymeless years doth cometh and goe
Wordes soe spoken shalt ne`er be gone
Hence softlie thy whispers bestow`n upon
When Cupids bows long arrow shalt fire
That pierce thy heart where love doth grow
For true love then nurtur`d shalt never tyre
The pleasures deep within forever bestow
Divinity of tenderness with heavenly glow
Soft were the touches bestow`n thereon
Precious the moment that love was borne.
The creaking floorboards around midnight
Coupled with the howling winds outside
No wonder she was terrorized with fright
The phantom within her mind shall not hide
A victimised terror of frankensteins bride
How imagination can haunt a fearful mind
Stricken by nightmares of a horrific kind.
Hiding beneath her bed covers out of sight
Listens intent for screams demons cried
Something in her room was not quite right
She never dared peep and she never tried
Come the dawning she awakens sleepy eyed
Evidence of nightmares are but hard to find
Lost within fantasy dreams then left behind.
Summer to Autumn
Harken to the whisper of summers breeze
As pretty maidens dance amidst the heath
'Neath the boughs of ripened chestnut trees
Swaying to perfect rhythmic songs beneath
When corns nod their heads within the sheath
Haunting strings of a cello lends his voice
Singing mellow refrains of autumns choice.
Harken to the birdsong upon the boughs
As summer ends in autumn they shall fly
Echo's of the harvest thro` the plough
Yielding to the ripples of waters lullaby
Cries of wild hungry seagull swooping by
Soaring thro` serenades of the seasons
To carry forth mother nature`s reasons
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Her body lies devoid of living breath,
Her face bereft neath skin of shallow white,
But how did a maiden fair meet with death,
Did someone kill her or was it her fright
While walking between tombs on All Soul’s night.
To young and fair was she for such an end,
So vampire’s heart set its magic to wend.
First, a kiss upon her lips until red,
And icy breath o’er her unmoving breast,
Such beauty could not dwell among the dead,
I held her against my unbeating chest,
Until her eyes looked at me to attest
That love shall last beyond the realms of time
And not just in this dark vampyric rhyme!
A Spooky Sonnet
From the dark abyss comes the girl each night,
I see her move in shadows of the room,
I feel her presence like a shaft of light
And a chasm of despair meets with gloom,
As a dreadful fear fills my heart with doom,
Before I first feel her, icy fingers touch,
In the misty smoke of incense and smutch.
She speaks of all her unfilled hopes and dreams,
This nocturnal girl, deprived of her life,
Now exists only in the midnight streams,
As her whispered sadness cuts air as a knife,
So young she was yet knew the worst of strife,
And I do not scream but hold her cold hand
Until she returns to the spirit land
A simple pen I have to write my soul,
In ink upon an empty vellum page,
Viscous India spiralled thoughts extol,
And words become the voice of love and rage
Also gentle wisdoms as words come of age,
As thoughts and ink combine in poet’s verse,
A sonnet where love’s dreams so oft rehearse.
For love alone makes a heart find its beat,
A flowing rhythm spirals within ink,
As nib pirouettes o’er another sheet,
The heart and mind unite the soul in sync
An old-style sonnet becomes a poet’s wink,
A lover’s letter only for her eyes,
A heart’s impassioned plea with no disguise.
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Horrifying witches and Goblins have a meeting tonight!
The witches are stirring their wicked witches brew!
I heard their words it's going to be a horrifying sight; Halloween night!
Dracula will be waiting in alleyways to grab and take big bite out of you!
He can't wait much longer to say in his Dracula voice; BOO to YOU!
Be careful crossing bridges, cause the ugliest trogs will devour you fast!
Black cats are ready to claw you to death; run or you will never ever last!
Don't stop and stare at the man with the chain saw in hand!
Spiders are hanging and dangling from the tall old oak trees!
The man with chain saw ain't gonna give ya a chance, to run into the desert sand!
The men with the big trucks that cut up the trees,
watch out if your wearing brown and green leaves!
They'll toss you into their trucks as fast as can be!
You'll be splattered all over with blood and guts, take heed!
From the movies jumping into the scene; Hannibull, Friday and the headless horseman!
Not waiting for witches to cook their brew, Hannibulls' eating all your friends heads!
Friday told Hanibull share heads or I'll grind you and share you with millions of fans!
Riding into scene of Hanibull and Friday; slashing off Hanibull and Friday thirteenths heads!
Licking sword he cuts off his tongue; witches running to cook his tongue and all the heads!
Waiting on your porch of your old house, a ghost we call Casper the friendly ghost!
Arise from bed; go trick or treating; Casper will scare away monsters; for he'll be your host!
As you exit this night mare of Halloween frights from the past!
I'll tell ya I'm feeling kind of sick from my headless muse!
So Say all your prays; for Halloween night might be your last!
cause it could be the night you'll be chopped to pieces as you cruise!
My bloody red writing pen has stopped and said : I'll no longer write, I refuse!
So I'll lay down my talking bloody red pen; that wrote this scary ol' poem!
And run quickly to the toilet, so I can heave my guts out after reading this poem!
Life can be hopeless unless, you make your own cycles ease.
Drift away from so called friends/family when not impressed.
You’ve had wants throughout life clashed into a deep freeze.
You didn’t wake up for others this morning to be impressed.
You woke and released family/friends with uncaring conquest.
Woke Refreshing your warmth of self with wants; not their wants!
Provoking or stimulating, this morning you’ve refreshed life taunts.
In past life, you have tried to help others, but words were unheeded.
You had told truth and become the center of untruthful gossiped lies.
You’ve been threaten by insane killer, if your own thoughts proceeded.
Been blest at times with true visions but, taken away by fates forced ties.
Families been pulled apart by loved ones thievery or your loved one dies.
Numerous faults, lies, pain to hold you back from realizing beautiful you!
You can live life without others intruding on what you want to construe.
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Scarlet waves of clouds madly drifting by me
Forming a long sonorous threatening chain
Gravity rolling them on noisily to infinity.
A dingo howls on the nearby grassy plain
Before retiring to the shadows once again.
Then flashes of light crash down from the skies
I see it reflected in that scared creature's eyes.
Not stalking me, instead it's genuinely afraid
As fear's overcomes its desire for a prize.
I realise for comfort towards me it's made.
Lightning flashes again in its dazzled eyes
Its time man and beast came to a compromise
As nuzzle meets palm and friendship is made
Permanent under that heavenly cascade.
Cacophony of Time
Hear you this rhyme and its journey
The glorious colour confusion found.
Hear you about time and its cacophony
You cast a rich dark colourful sound
Through pain, and joy, darkness commands.
Aged eyes see colours now with lesser tint
Looking back wondering where time went.
Parsleys rage, Rosemary's lost time
Listening to sirens and burglar alarms
Regretting indiscretions and anti-social crime
Like speeding offences escaping by smarms
And flattering police and using your charms
Now sixty years old and no longer a beauty
You have to compromise with gentle acuity.
Late flight, late night, the day is over
With a glass of wine I contemplate the day
A different scene my eyes now cover
As quickly I pack my clothes away
And go to feed at the hotel buffet
Soon good food and wine do their work
Sitting there my mood begins to perk.
One thing is lacking, that’s good company
It was thought here I could stay two days
But in this strange town no-one knows me
Though so far I have nothing but praise
And the Indian restaurants my spirits raise.
I had a huge laugh as I drank my wine
Looking at the bottle, saw it was Australian.
Sleep reigns with dreams of us whilst I sleep
I know I'm dreaming, because you are here
As each night our loving meetings we keep
A world away, I close my eyes, you appear
In day too far to pull you close I fear
I spend each day wishing it were through
For now these dreams will have to do.
We shouldn't wish away our lives for dreams
Fate has a way too often of spoiling things.
When I think of you my imagination streams
With desires to see what the future brings
So much to see with a love so promising.
Would that our life together were more sure
But even so, in spite of all it will endure.
I was not meant to sit on a wall
But it was you who put me there
I did not wish to have this fall
I believed when you said you care
My shell is broke beyond repair.
There is no help in which to turn
Another lesson I have to learn.
Any knowledge that I can gather
Curious about life and love and all
Is so uncertain, like the weather.
I was not meant to sit on that wall
I did not wish to have any fall.
But fall I did and down I crashed
And all hopes of love ever dashed.
In another place, in some other time
Beyond our reach is a land of fantasy
A perfect place with a perfect clime.
Where all our hopes and wishes to be
Live their only in our dreams to see
And all we scheme and wish and dare
Every night is just waiting there.
A kaleidoscope of life's rich fare.
For us to see again refreshed and new
There we exist without a care
Our bodies perfect, strong and true
A land of love where all's true blue
So each night as on your beds you lie
Why not relax and let your cares go by?
Peel back the layers of me one by one, then
Reveal all my secrets, unleash my essence
Until I'm stripped bare, before you again.
I do not wish to hide from your presence
You know I worship your ambiance.
You constantly open my eyes to my dreams
And never consider them to be extremes.
Instead you are the inspiration to my plans
The foundation of my wishes and desires
The one who seems so amenable in my hands.
The one who satiates all that my heart requires
And in doing so lights so many other fires,
Yet your presence brings me so much peace
I realise why my love could never cease.
A Time Of Life â€“ Summers
This period in life is all of natures own
The journey starts with the arrival of sound
A time of life for all and all that is grown
Where creatures of all types are heard to abound
And flora awakes and spring from the ground
Fresh fruit is lush beginning to fill and ripen
The swelling leaves colour and widely open.
All around life is thriving, growing with zest
Scents seduce senses as savoury breezes blow
When every plant and every beast is at its best.
Natures way, that they all must surely follow
To ensure that every year their kind will grow
A time of life for all and all that is grown
They can wear a while this summerâ€™s crown.
A Time Of Rest.........Winters
The journey is over its time for it all to end
All plants are stripped not at all like their best
Just now there is no more energy to expend
And so this period become the time of rest
With silence coming from most avianâ€™s nest.
Beneath the earth all are asleep and still
Bulbs lay dormant and seeds await natures will.
The earthâ€™s energy also needs time to refill
The kernels of trees lie protected in the ground
The fields lie fallow, gladly paying their bill
All lies there dormant, with nary a sound
Waiting the time they can at last be unbound.
For three months nought will disturb Natures rest
Proving once again the ancient farmer knew best.
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