#NaPoWriMo Day 20/Tale Weavers: Poem – Free Verse – “Ember of Glory” #amwriting #poetry #MLMM #TaleWeavers


For #NaPoWriMo Day 20 the Prompt is: ” to write a poem that involves rebellion in some way. The speaker or subject of the poem could defy a rule or structure that’s been placed on them, or the poem could begin by obeying a rule and then proceed to break it.

Also, combining with Michael from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie TaleWeavers Prompt “exploring the concept of longing. What is it you long for? Health, holiday, freedom, love, understanding, acceptance.”


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These cubicles, they’re full —

But outside there’s fresh -air and freedom.

A world to explore, to engage to the core,

Outside these thin walls is liberty.

No more work burdens to bear,

So, the mountains and city steps I’ll climb.

And these cubicles, I’ll slice them full of holes,

Tacking up scenic pictures to inspire my soul.

Nature’s vibrant purple-skies as storms roll in,

Waterfalls that crash, and streams that gurgle.

Cars that absorb the grind of the rocky-road,

Spring zipping through the highways on four-wheels.

All in all, I’m forlorn, for the wide-great outdoors,

Scented pine-needles and decaying earth.

Wings of bubble-bees as they hit the breeze,

And flutter into pale-pink roses.

I’ll knock down these walls with hammers and saws,

Because no architect supposed workers crave sunlight.

No builder thought windows were essential to breathe,

That these gray walls, dense recycled air —

Aren’t places for humans to exist;

To flourish and grow, to be creative and problem-solve.

They’re the prisons where we labor to earn —

The visage of sunlight on rippling waters.

Oceans crashing against rocks —

The flow of rivers down the banks,

And the hustle of people as they swarm live-festivals,

Scamper for cool beer and watermelon.

When we peer to the ceiling, we’re searching for the sky,

So, you can call security, but either way, I’m escaping.

The green-grass is sweet and calling to me;

My heart beats for the tides’ ankle-deep caress.

And a tangerine sunset, it lives inside me,

The ember of glory that leads the way,

Through the dull-dread of each dreary workday.


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Day 12 – NaPoWriMo/ A to Z Challenge/FFfAW: Poem – Free Verse – “The River’s Course” #NaPoWriMo #AtoZchallenge #poetry #flashfiction


Today’s NaPoWriMo is to “write a poem that explicitly incorporates alliteration (the use of repeated consonant sounds) and assonance (the use of repeated vowel sounds).” For A to Z Challenge the GoodReads quote is from the letter L. As well, thanks to Pricless Joy for hosting FFftAW.


Water and Rocks FFftAW
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“The thing about love is that you will never run out of it. It’s an ever-flowing river. So go ahead and LOVE. What are you saving all this love for — death?”
Kamand Kojouri


 

The river she flows fluent, flourishing in her mad descent,

Rapids, water reeling past rocks leading her to a path of providence.

Fast, and fleet, a river rivaling; I’ve experienced —

On the weary trail, the river cutting, crushing the rocks.

She carves her path, ploughing silt to the shore,

Debris of dramatic, erosion deciding on the the crooked carved path.

The water, she must flow, finding her fabulous spark in the light of —

Lumionous sunlight, searing in the afternoon heat.

For this river runs through the desert, the orange, organic trails,

Mixed with red-rock, rizing in the Arizona afternoon.

Cliffs creating a canyon so deep and wide, where the water dances through.

No one to stop her destruction of rock, her pounding so hard it hurts,

But the river rivals all, keeps on carving her way —

Through the canyon cringing, when she chops off more silt.

Off its brilliant fire, she finds a place where the —

River rests in waterfalls crashing and carniverous,

Then she wanes as she reaches shore and and lays back breathing,

At ease, she is pleased and settles,

Against the sand of some beach, somewhere; she’s oblivious —

Simply sliding against sand,

No more cutting of solid rock required,

Tranquility is in the tide, easing in and out,

The river finds, rests with her lover,

Her and the shore are silent heart beats.


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Poem: Double Octain – “Emerald Stare” #amwriting #poetry


The Octain, full name Octain Refrain, is a form of poetry developed by English poet Luke Prater in December 2010. 
It comprises eight lines as two tercets and a couplet, either as octosyllables (counting eight syllables per line), or as iambic tetrameter, whichever is preferable. Trochaic tetrameter also acceptable. 

The latter yields a more propulsive rhythm, as opposed to iambs, which lilt. As the name suggests, the first line is a refrain, repeated as the last (some variation of refrain acceptable). Rhyme-scheme as follows – 

A -b – b

a-c/c – a

b-A

A is the refrain

c/c is a midline internal rhyme.

A High Octain or Double Octain is simply two Octains in one poem with a rhyme scheme of:

A – b – b – a – c/c – a – b – A 

A – b – b – a – d/d – a – b – A

I’m doing a high Octain. Octains are usually done in 8 syllables. 

Please see Shadow Poetry for more information.

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Brilliant green eyes with emerald stare, 

Searching deep; dives into your core,

She claims to know; and she explores.

Waterfalls crashing with new cares, 

The freshness of water, cooling.

She swims yet, eyes magic jewels.

Floating near falls; bodies bare.

Perfection in the water’s deep roar, 

Brilliant green eyes with emerald stare.

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Brilliant green eyes with emerald stare. 

She touches your face, within she wars.

Trying to help your soul, her’s sore —

Bruises;  her magic thoughts entail, 

Implore you, see beyond heart torn, 

Surge forward; don’t think of her worn.

You swim near, she begs you, don’t dare, 

Forget her, this place, waterfalls pour, 

Brilliant green eyes with emerald stare.

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Poem: Free Verse – “Just Go”


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I want to just go, 

Travel somewhere,

Where waterfalls splash,

And swimming is the norm.

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I want to just go,

See the Duomo in Florence.

Walk the streets of Milan.

See so much art, I’m blinded.

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I want to just go,

View waters so blue.

See Coral reefs glow.

Relax in the sand.

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I want to just go,

Shop silk scarves, leather shoes,

Barter and buy,

Even though I’ve been taken.

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I want to just go,

Drink bellinies and Margaritas,

Do a few shots straight tequila,

Sit on the deck, by the pool.

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I want to just go,

Hike the trail through fiolage,

Pretend I’ve no allergies,

See the sunset at night.

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I want to just go,

But limitations stop me,

Energy and time,

Money and people too.

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I want to just go,

Someday I’ll break free.

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