Eyes closed I drift into the sweetness of your arms
A something felt just beyond the soul’s breach
Not quite right, but yet I feel no qualms
All I want, just within heart’s reach
Contentment that causes sighs
Then life beckons to me
I open my eyes
Reality
Rips the seams
Of dreams
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And today’s form? A nonce form called Emotive Ten
The form describes some form of emotion and has ten lines, the only restrictions are it’s syllable based. It starts with twelve and throughout the poem works down to two; it should also describe usually an emotion in paradox, i.e. life to death, loneliness to love, light to dark etc.
If rhyme is used it must go with the syllable count in numbers and rhyme in letters:
12A, 10B, 9A, 8B, 7C, 6D, 5C, 4D, 3E, 2E
An alternate rhyming suggestion is a/a/b/b/c/c etc. The form can also be done in reverse, still ten lines, but starting out with two syllables and ending with twelve.
dVerse Poets Pub ~ OpenLinkNight : Week 61
ouch…to be so close in the dream only to awake and have it fall all apart….oy….felt…
I hate it when that happens!
Another lovely write, Raivenne!
It’s a bummer to say the least.
Thanks Brian and Charles