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Poem: Alouette – “Head on My Lap”


The Alouette, created by Jan Turner, consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines each, with the following set rules:

Meter: 5, 5, 7, 5, 5, 7
Rhyme Scheme: a, a, b, c, c, b

The form name is a French word meaning ‘skylark’ or larks that fly high, the association to the lark’s song being appropriate for the musical quality of this form. The word ‘alouette’ can also mean a children’s song (usually sung in a group), and although this poetry form is not necessarily for children’s poetry (but can be applied that way), it is reminiscent of that style of short lines. Preference for the meter accent is on the third syllable of each line (please see examples below).

Please visit Shadow Poetry for more information.


Man with Head on Woman's lap
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I worry for you,

My reasons see through,

No such opacity and —

You never look up,

Drinking coffee cup,

Living in your box of quick sand.


You won’t admit truth,

Reality isn’t proof,

What world do you inhabit?

Not ever seeing,

A blank lost being,

Following the white rabbit.


Life’s not Wonderland,

It’s not a game grande.

You need choose to be living,

Not a ghost fading.

A person jaded.

Wake-up, be aware, forgive.


We can’t live this life,

No passion or strife,

Dig-down in your belly, find —

Life’s fire hiding, soar —

Past limits, encore!

Joy, vibrance; be kind.


Love, you’re secluded;

Don’t live deluded.

You’re my everything, my fire.

Darkness you have found,

Devours you around.

Let us be flames who aspire.


Be not sad, life changes,

Alter our exchanges.

Talk, laugh; head placed on my lap,

Tell my your secrets.

All your woes, bleakness.

Let no thoughts keep your soul trapped.


©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

 

 

 

 

19 thoughts on “Poem: Alouette – “Head on My Lap””

  1. your wise words just flow my dear Mandi! and thank you for introducing us to a new lovely form!! ❤ ❤ ❤

    Love these lines:
    Life’s not Wonderland,

    It’s not a game grande.

    You need choose to be living,

    Not a ghost fading.

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      1. Thanks so much JR. Your support means a lot. I have a couple of poems which are getting published. Writing fiction has been harder, a lot of rejection emails. But I believe every writer experiences this so I try to view it as one step forward. The best rejection emails give you thoughts about how you can make your piece better.

        The novel is the main thing I would like to get published. But that will be hard as well, I’m sure. Query letters in themselves, difficult, to get an agent and then a publisher. But there is always self-publishing, which is more expensive for an individual and a ton more work. Exploring all those options and working on the second draft 🙂

        I will read your post and answer your question about a perfect world 🙂

        Like

  2. I don’t think there’s a better way to express this concern: “Love, you’re secluded . . .” Blunt care and worry are expressed. The poem describes the problematic situation, assesses it, and gives advice. Who would do all this in a relationship except one who deeply sees and wants the best? C’est tres bon, Mandi Belle!

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