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2012 Poetry Form Challenge#19 MuzdawidjPersian poetry influenced other nations and whilst Turkish poetry also developed it was slightly later and influenced by Persian poetry and was popular in Turkey until the fall of the Ottoman Empire. Early Urdu Mathnawi was at first religious in nature, but because of Persian influence included romance, and adventure and even secular stories. The Arabic Mathnawi (Called Muzdawidj) has one major difference in that it is presented as a triplet; a. a. a. / b. b. b. / c. c. c.. pattern, rather than a couplet like the Persian version.
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Maryse AchongMy thoughts drift back to days so long ago When we were young energetic and so Unaware of the curve balls life would throw. We were all so naive, had stars in our eyes We learned in time about life's lows and highs The pitfalls caught some of us by surprise. Happiness though has far outweighed the pain There has been much sunshine amidst the rain Given the chance I'd do it all again. back to list |
Kathy AndersonWent to hell where crisp was all there was Had to go there to enjoy Autumn's new rains A drink of mead to the earth before she sleeps In Avalon women departed to learn season of magic The suns blessings became tears relieving antalic No alcoholic dreams just dreams chronologic.  ----- Blind Faith Blind faith was what led her to the fields To blend a special dark brew that death sealed, As each generation of witch carries this shield. Eyes shielded from despair can only wear A webbed banner about shoulders that dare To harken to the old songs chanted there. In fields of black and yellow decay See no light in forevers twilight way Gone from archaic sun by moons sway She sways by Liliths might on wings Of blind faith born in cauldrons ring A stew of wond'rous power, life it brings To the lines of ancestors rebirthed On earthly plains each Octobers loosed Again to dance with shadows ne'er dread. back to list |
Terry ClitheroeCome and take my hand my autumn angel A time of year with a much different smell And the lush green colours no longer visible. We are no longer in spring or summer bright The days are now sharing equal time with night With some birds off on their migratory flight. Our legacy is now the colours of red and gold The harvest's been gathered and the crops are sold Waking up each morn feeling the frost and cold. South winds from the cooler seas now chill the air Winter is not far away I must declare With evenings by the fire in a comfy chair. Time at last is ours in our own private nest It's what we have earned, time alone is best A time together with the world at rest. Our future life is stretching out forever There can be no roadblock to our endeavour Let us walk this path now and stay together.  ----- Celebration of Life The feeling never leaves when you love someone The parting of a lifetime when your love is gone Sob gently over her, your tears constantly flow on. It's with you for eternity when your soul is shared That you'll never meet again is nothing to be feared Her spirit looking at you, knowing that you cared Her spirits touch, a spirits kiss, a spirits gentle tears Keeps her by your side through the passing years You feel her guiding you, helping meet your fears Knowing deeply in her heart that you love her so. Smiling softly, knowing you'll never let her go And with each passing day love will only grow If being together is part of the greater beings plan And I believe that Fate does all that she can Then you'll be united, your woman, with her man.  ----- Final Countdown Finally there's no time left for us to weep Life and the world's just become a useless heap And become instead a time when all must sleep. There's no way possible that we can pretend What man has created no way can he amend With certainty as darkness comes, it all will end. Then watch as one by one the stars fade and die Ultimately leaving a vast, empty sky The human cast leaves one by one with a sigh. There'll be no sun to rise and no wondrous dawn Nothing of life, no seas in which they can spawn Because the moon and stars will all soon be gone. On the stage of life no-one'll be left to play No roles left, no songs to sing, no ballet All the actors will be gone, no lines to say. The final curtain falls stating all of life's through No last night drinks and snacks nothing left to do And now with the dimming lights I bid "Adieu".  ----- I Am The Wind II I am the wind breathing new life on the land See how the spirals twist and spin on the sand Shaping the shores and islands that look so grand. Each breath refreshes you, and brings forth new life Singing to you softly like the sound of a fife Or can be bitter and cut you like a knife. I am the wind that happily plays on the sea A calm and gentle wind that makes waves be Without any wind its boring you'll agree. Or turning the brightest day to murky gloom And scattering waves into foaming spume That in turn often takes humans to their doom. Making wave upon wave crash onto the strand A dead, brown sea that comes alive at my hand A powerful force that's beyond your command. Respect me humans there's much blown by the wind My plan is to leave you a little chagrined For with too little respect you may well find......  ----- Kiss Flavoured Wind Kiss flavoured winds consume my every thought Breathing becomes faster and very hard caught Over mounds of passion so easily brought. Silk draped subtle and yet so easy to find The beauty of nature so skilfully designed With lips brushing skin, naked in my mind. Like a brush giving flesh form in pastel strokes Those kiss flavoured winds are my very thoughts Luring me, willing me, I'm so easy to coax. Hear wind off an ocean as it whispers and calls Light guitar strum sounding echoes from walls Then stronger, more powerful, like waterfalls.  ----- Nature Overcome Scarlet waves of clouds're madly drifting by me As gravity rolls them noisily to infinity And the signs of the storm much easier to see. A dingo howls on the distant grassy plain Before retiring to the shadows once again To be out in what's coming isn't too sane. Then flashes of light crash down from the skies Nature's power she will not ever disguise I see it reflected in that wild creature's eyes. It's not stalking me, it's genuinely afraid I realise for protection towards me it's made Fear of me overcome, through the storm it stayed. Lightning flashes again in its dazzled eyes And fear overcomes its desire for a prize Nature has overcome nature, a huge surprise. Nuzzle meets palm and a friendship is made Throughout the storm by my side he stayed Permanent under that heavenly cascade. He sat close to me as I stroked and I talked He hesitated, looked then away he walked Things are different now; perhaps, one day......  ----- Presencia en mi mente You have become a presence in my mind. My thoughts once controlled and of a simple kind Now wander off far into space and leave me blind I don't like it, for no longer's my mind free Instead, my waking time is taken with thee And thinking of things that could perhaps be In my minds eye I see you everywhere When thinking about someone for whom I care Willing in every way my life to alter. Each waking moment of my time is brought So naturally for you to invade my thoughts In things so different now my life is wrought. All this I obtained for such a simple fee Of the future, of love and of you and me Someone to share my life with so easily.  ----- Scented Presence The dog's been walked as the evening draws nigh There's been a light shower, the roads still dry And I smell the sweet roses as I pass close by. I've stopped for a while to sniff in the view, Savouring the scents of all the springtime new Seeing roses, jacaranda and lavender to. The front of the house is where the day began Warming sun over my solar panels ran It was the first place to see and feel the sun. Long shadows now cover the front of my place As if it was now some kind of astral race And now in the darkness sight will be erased. Darker and darker and now my garden's hid The scents of day change to a nocturnal bid And the scents of night we will ne'er be rid.  ----- Undoubtedly Where do you go each night when your eyes are closed Is there a place or person still undisclosed A garden where all your dreams are exposed? I know a place with paths of yellow moonlight With scents and feelings destined to delight Where feelings of unhappiness have taken flight. A place where happiness and love just abounds A place where Cupid and Eros nightly do rounds And all that is heard is that of loving sounds. Take my hand and my heart and we will go there A place of love we'll share when our souls are bare Because you are the answer to my prayer.  ----- Seasons MuzdawidjA time of life - Summer This period in life is all of natures own A time of life for all and all that is grown But maturity means adolescence has flown. Its splendours surround as new life abounds Flowers have woke and sprung from the ground And the trees awake each morn to bird sounds. The fresh fruit is lush and begins to ripen In the wetlands abounds the rich green fern See swelling leaves colour and widely open. All around life is thriving, growing with zest And every plant and every beast is at its best Its that time of the year we know we're blessed. It can be worn for a while this summer's crown And with time and dignity it should be shown A time of life for all and all that is grown.  ----- Green No Longer - Autumn There comes a time when all must rest and bide awhile Hordes of creatures, piles of nuts and food compile And the weakening sun forgets its daily smile. With the frost plants and trees realise the time And produce a heavenly scene that's so sublime Where paths of yellow to deep red begin their climb. Gradually the scenery creates Nature's work of art In which every plant and worn out tree takes part And every witness to this site gives their heart. The avian life decides what they have to do Gathering along a route that each year they flew And so for many months bid their homes adieu. But other creatures must make a different plan And nest and sleep this time where e're they can Whilst also avoiding all the ways of man.  ----- Knock Off - Winter All plants are stripped not at all like their best But on seeing this's no need to feel stressed For this period of time is a time of rest. Beneath the earth most things are asleep and still Bulbs lay dormant and seeds await natures will All pray that they will avoid springs fatal chill. The kernels of trees lie protected in the ground Waiting the time they can at last be unbound Then fine new green shoots will happily be found. The earth's energy also needs time to refill Batteries recharging, taking her fill And fields lie fallow, gladly paying their bill. She lies there a blanket clutched to her breast And for three months nought will disturb Natures rest Because everyone knows the old biddy knows best.  Spirit of Winter - Josephine Wall ----- Gloriosa and More - Spring Each and every plant that pushes forth new leaves In spite of what the human race believes Is well aware of the life that it conceives. Richly blossoming forth its symbolic scenes With colours and scents and several other means That helps to procreate and pass on its genes And all the other creatures that pass on seed Those creatures fertilize each plant and weed But rewarded in turn for their reliable deeds. Know as the seasons each year wax and wane With time we see one year's loss is another's gain And just for a while some will be seen to reign. We discover that Nature balances out with time Making certain that nothing can e're out-climb Another for long and stay forever as prime. All things are equal with Nature we must learn Its only through hard work that we may earn And a balanced life must be our main concern.  back to list |
Divena CollinsBlack is the night that surrounds a full moon Putrid the stench from a black ladled spoon Reaking of blood from a relentless racoon. Louder the call of the black feathered raven Screeching of an owl that protects his haven That surrounds the witches fearless of coven. Deep in the heart of a dense woodland glade The twigs for the cauldron are carefully laid As the witches of All Hallows masquerade. Be not afraid of their ancient celebration They shall fly high within perfect formation For one of them could be your past relation.  ----- Computer Geeks Thoughts of wisdom shall not ever go amiss For computer problems very often point to this And perfection within shall display utter bliss. Gone are the days of simple mathematics Paving the way for learned computer fanatics. That boast ingeniously they are no gereatics. Why does these machine`s intrigue them so Who they really are is what they love to know No human brains are as such an I.T. may show. But what would they do without all the fuss Their nights on end is just another to cuss Only to face another day with a bigger plus There is no rest for those computer geeks To arise once again preventing data leaks Until time bales out it is the gift they seek.  ----- Halloweens Witch Go you first to knock at the old witches door I did last year and I shall never any more Even though she makes toffee by the score. Toffee apples were never quite on my mind Though she appeared to be extremely kind This halloween witch was too perfect a find. I should never knock at her door in the dark However many of her hounds that may bark For anger awaits naughty children who lark. She's busy I know upon this Halloween eve Lord knows the curse she has up her sleave They say she's quite nice if you can believe. She rides on a broomstick within dead of night A silhouette so dark in the mystic moons light And laughs aloud when she appears in sight. So you can knock first I would rather go last If anything happens it shall be me that runs fast Though I heard she has run out of spells to cast.  ----- I Remember I remember the time when this earth was new In a beautiful garden where flowers once grew Our World made from love within oceans of blue. I remember the rains and the floods that came Of Adam and Eve within their glory brought fame To love one and other birthed more of the same. I remember the islands that had kept us afloat When medieval man made a thing named a boat Clad in animal furs within a watertight coat. I remember the images of life way back then Man dwelled in caves but I do not know when For they disappeared before life changed again. I remember past times when great wars arose Everything to be gained as the holy battle goes Greed coveted our planet from under our nose. Yet how could I forget when this earth was new In a beautiful garden where flowers once grew This World made from love within oceans of blue.  ----- Of Roman Heritage Oh Ancient coinage of an old Roman land Ye who hath passed on from hand to hand Treasures recovered was then unplanned . What stories do ye tell of thy past domain For Augustus Caesar was once your reign And is not likely to return back here again. Are thee the coins of a Roman soldiers purse Perished in battle from an enemies curse That failed in battle and retained the worse. May this be a part of your Emperors wealth Who within his rights accomplished stealth Which he had cast aside while ailing health Or Gladiators who braved the arena back then Who had risked their fate within the lions den They shall never see the light of that day again. Times past by hath been crumbled to cinders I feel great worth now here within my fingers For as I touched the past my memory lingers.  ----- Old Tuckers Tale I have seen the passing of seasons go by The wild geese returning to a summer sky I have heard the song of a musk deer cry. Ran thro' the forest toward a wolverine lair Fished within waters with a mean brown bear But left all alone they never seemed to care. I have ridden the prairie upon a worn out nag With nothing to sustain in my old tucker bag But what the heck shall still be here to brag. Have shared with the indians a wigwam tent Swigged a shot of moonshine real hell bent The smoke of my peace pipe came and went. Paddled far within my canoe upon the falls Until the raging rapids did smother my calls Would much rather do that than nout at all.  ----- Prophesy of Thought Calm are the minds of the ancient followers That drinketh of herbs beneath willow bowers Amidst far away lands of eternal wild flowers. Peace within humanity brotherhood maintains So distant from battles from far off domains Unto a land of destiny bearing sweet refrains. For they hath travelled far over mountains high Seeking perfect solitude beneath the blue sky Knowing greatly within that this quest was nigh. Time stands still when they reach great solitude Calmness takes the place of an unsettled mood Hence prophesy of thought shall e`er remain food.  ----- Refrains of Autumn When autumns notes are played upon her violin Strains of musical harmony sounds deep within Wild the wind of autumns symphony doth begin. Refrains of falling leaves float to the ground Silent within their melody with ne-er a sound As bare the twisted bowers become unbound. Golden carpet with refrains of brown and red Sweet repose as nature rests her weary head Amidst soft earthy notations of autumns bed. A lullaby that sends wild autumn winds adrift That lends a gentle sigh within an evening mist Delights of nature shall play no greater gift.  ----- Restless Dreams Restless I sleep within a realm of dreams Alone and yet I feel him with me it seems I see a presence within moonlight streams. Humidity this night awakens passions wonder Bringing forth stormy cloud burst of thunder How on earth shall I surrender to slumber. Where is he now with his needed affection When he promised sweet love to perfection When all I have here is an image reflection. I wonder does he feel so restless tonight Maybe together we shall have second sight And deep within our dreams we may reunite.  ----- Samhain Add blood to cauldron upon this all hallows night Let spells from the darkness smother all the light Whilst tongue`s cast spells from witches in flight. Black is the sky within the bleakness that looms Darkened by the evils of the warlords and broom Hidden within shadows that then spoke of doom. Harken to the screech as the raven cries death Who breathed the very last of his cursed breath As he lay down bewitched upon an earthen heath. All is very strange upon this blessed Hallow's eve, Phantoms and demons within past ghostly weave Relive upon this fantasy of whatever they believe. Gifts they received forever begging for more Tapping the knocker of yet another front door For fruits of the seasons they forever bore.  ----- Serenata Ti Amo She held close to her heart this booklet of rhyme Of words therein composed of his love sublime That shall be with her forever `til the end of time. Love through the ages shalt not be unbroken Expressing of feelings shall not go unspoken Poetical stance shall be his everlasting token. Eternal dreams he speaks of with his smiles Composed deep within it is her he beguiles She is there in his verse most of the whiles. He write`s of a passion she has never known Of an eternal love that has never been shown Throughout eternal years this love had grown. For this was a love that was not meant to fade Feelings within words were forever displayed Within a poetic rhythm of his sweet serenade.  back to list |
Jem FarmerChildren come knocking on every door, Expectations demanding more and more, Sweets and treats don't pay like they did before. A ghostly sheet rippling on windy nights, And vampire teeth giving adults the frights, But bobbin' for apples remains out of sight. Witches and reapers ring the ding-dong bell, Trails of candy blood mixed with wild hair gel, Trick or treat; a fun-filled night spent in hell. ----- Witches Take Flight From death comes life as the old year comes to end, And the seasons turn to their wintery wend, The Wheel of the Year follows no fashion trend. A witch's spell calls to the spirits long gone, In sacred rite as gusts of wind swell and moan, Such is the power of all that they have known. Jack O'Lantern calls to children through the night, A pumpkin glows in flickering candlelight, With a trick or a treat as witches take flight.  back to list |
Ivor HoggThere is no place I'd rather be. Than here where I can watch the sea. Which ebbs and flows continually. The beach that forms the boundary and seperates the land and sea. Is prone to change erratically. I know the changes I can see Last only temporarily. Until the next tide probably. Most changes only transient. They're very rarely permanent. A fact that's clearly evident. To those of us who watch the sea and check the shoreline carefully. For any changes there might be. Which give rise to apprehension. Warranting closer inspection and if need be intervention. Our aim to keep the boundary that lies between the land and sea Completely safe and hazard free. back to list |
Leny RooversBetween each dawn and dusk you sustain hope as in soft tendrils, braided to strong rope; you are the healing sun on life's green slope. Between the thinnest layers of air, there's you as in the softest sounds of sighed adieu; your vibrant presence deepens every hue. Between each uttered word, your silence reigns as in warm blood that flows within my veins; you permeate my being and my pains. Between my consciousness and sleep, you dwell as in my lover's touch and in waves' swell; you are the witness of each birth and knell.  back to list |
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