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A Writer Who Can’t Find the Words

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Somewhere between the now and then
A biblical calm is scattered
An envy staves this poet’s pen
A writer who can’t find the words

How strange it seems that overnight
I’ve become poetic dullard
It’s nearly physical my fright
A writer who can’t find the words

Never again my words to be
This change of heart has me cowered
The hold this loss has placed on me
A writer who can’t find the words

Voice – pen, all is one, one is all
Says those with the means to be heard
What’s there to hear when silence calls
A writer who can’t find the words

My dormitory holds no peace
The mystical moist night air girds
All jibes or remarks’ sweet release
A writer who can’t find the words

Indoctrinate to gratify
Failing what I thought mastered
My thoughts once swift to satisfy
A writer who can’t find the words

My soul feels desperation’s score
Like knowing prayers won’t be answered
How the cold silence stretches for
A writer who can’t find the words

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A return to the Kyrielle from, entered intodVerse ~Poets Pub | FormForALL – Kyrielle

My Than-ks Bauk To You

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I know some curse
This perverse form
dVerse I smile.

For all the while
Poets style, words
Beguile, they do!

Sweet Pub ‘tis true
My thanks due, yes
To you in verse.

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Because I just know the widget will expire if I try to wait until much later to post this, I do so now.  My sincere thanks to all of you who attempted this week’s Form For All the Than Bauk.  I have enjoyed these past two days reading all the fun, poignant, dark, wonderful and deliciously interesting takes on the form.

dVerse Poets Pub | Form For All – Than Bauk

Psyche’s Lament

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While yet I find you waiting in my dreams
It’s though we’re not meant for the light of day
The sunlight hides your face from me it seems

I have no idea just what all this means
This haunt my subconscious has wont to play
While yet I find you waiting in my dreams

Your face so near yet blinded by moonbeams
Your face so gone when lords of light hold sway
The sunlight hides your face from me it seems

A hapless pawn I am in these grand schemes
You hide at the first hint of sun’s display
While yet I find you waiting in my dreams

Or do you have a hand in these extremes
These rules I have no choice but to obey
The sunlight hides your face from me it seems

You’re here at Nox’s whims but yet it deems
That Eos equally keeps you at bay
The sunlight hides your face from me it seems
While yet I find you waiting in my dreams

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dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Form for All: Physics and the Art of the Villanelle

I’ll Bide ‘Till Time

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A time long since your love I held
A memory that wants to fade
Where an abundance was once held
Reduced to dreams, images frayed

So young our love, this war so stalls
A fortnight wed, in twice passed Falls
In King’s honor I know you serve
But nights lonely, my heart does swerve

My fingers replace not your touch
Though deepest soul can recall such
In shallow dreams that hold your kiss
The gentle roughness of that bliss

Ne’er thought to feel this desperate
I bide ‘till time, returns my mate

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dVerse ~ Poets Pub | FormForAll – Basic Sonnet Forms

Witty Words

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I enjoy a wild wit, words well at play
Second guessing what a person did say
A well-placed pun lifts the heaviest day

Double entendres while away the day
Innuendos of course come out to play
Expressions telling more than what they say

“I never know what you’re going to say!”
Will bring forth a smile to me any day
My mind’s a thesaurus at constant play

Witty words at play, I say, make my day

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dVerse Poets Pub | Form For All –  On Trintinas

Knowing

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Knowing you would be there for me

I laughed at your loving transgress

The proud boasting soliloquy

Of forever you would profess

Too long it took me to assess

All I feel now with abundance

And words I’m ready to express

Now fall on your heart of silence

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dVerse Poets Pub – FormForAll – Huitain

Not This Morning

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Dawn first deigns to call me
into the depths of yet another day
before I am ready to do so

I glance at the alarm clock animation
cheerfully chiming me into the day
but I shut it off with surliness

The coffee maker is already at work
as the second sentry to my rising
sending its call via olfactory orifice

My television, next in line of pretense
to claim its place in my morning
makes its presence known

Knowing the coffee will turn itself off
I reach and remotely silence the banalities
of the morning news broadcast

I lay there for moments more wondering,
how did my ancestors rise without the assistance
of such mundane mechanics

Surely more than the cock’s crow
or the edicts of early to bed, early to rise
were needed for timely awakenings.

Would they laugh most loudly at me,
the latest devotee of the daily grind,
unable do the same even with such help?

I wanted to rise, really, I wanted to,
but somehow the Blackberry magically
sends out a mental health day message

Perhaps tomorrow morning
will find me ready to rattle and roll
but no, not this morning

As clouds  roll in to dull the dawn
it is the bed that beckons loudest
for good old-fashioned slumber

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dVerse Poets Pub | FormForAll – TRIVERSEN 

Your Lover’s Touch

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Your lover’s touch moving
          soft through my hair

An artist’s touch that feels so real I sigh
The summer breeze teases I tell myself

Sultry memory
          of your being there

I’m floored,
     emotions come without a care
Succumb to your ghost seduction of me
My head lolls with invitation for more

Your lover’s touch moving
          soft through my hair

And then it’s gone,
     heart left exposed and bare
And I reach out, a plea for more, please more
Your absence bane after the ghostly kiss

Sultry memory
          of your being there

Your lover’s touch moving
          soft through my hair

I cry as the wind mocks your touch of me

Sultry memory
          of your being there

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dVerse Poets Pub | FormForAll: On Free Verse

Using a villonnet as the source form to break into free verse.

Another Chance

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Oh my love, no, give not into these fears,
Know ‘tis naught but love in this heart that sears
My words do not flow as a poet’s would
I concede I don’t speak them as oft as I should
Yet my feelings for you are very much there
Let not jealous tongues cause doubts of my care

Mistaken was I to take it for granted
‘Tis now I see how your views were slanted
Say you will give me the honor of thus
Aye, I will prove there’s a chance for us
Come my love; please, let me start fresh, anew
From this dearth to an abundance true

Of always showing the passion I hold for you within
Love, never will you have cause for such qualms again

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Written for

dVerse Poets Pub – FormForAll – Framed Couplets

All One Remembers

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Be it that simple rhyme given to the first friend
The classic ”Roses are red, violets are blue…”
Or on the finest parchment that can be penned
With a method and grace that evokes much ado

Poetry is the verbiage that traces the path of a setting sun ray
Whose impression lasts long after the indigo eve holds sway

We don’t deny that amphigory can crack a mighty smile
Cooling off the sensual steam from a sexy free-verse mix
Metaphor and imagery are just a part of a poem’s style
Though it glitters it’s not silver, is one of its many tricks

Mighty words can pool one’s anger enough to shake the rafter
Or fill a pool with gut wrenching tears if that’s what it’s after

Some say the true crux of a poem’s job is to entertain
It’s a bonus if a lesson happens to be learned
Poorly or very well done, both can bring much gain
And even the rich know its value is not in dollars earned

For when all is said and done, pens down, books close, lips seal
All one mostly remembers of a poem is how it makes one feel

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dVerse Poetry Pub : Ars Poetica – Poems about Poetry