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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

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

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

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.

Honey / Darling

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Honey, it’s a great day for a picnic!
Darling, yes, if you say so.
I can gather people real quick,
Honey, it’s a great day for a picnic,
I already have the food picked
But, I don’t really want to go
Honey, it’s a great day for a picnic!
Darling yes, if you say so.

Honey, ants are crawling on the table
Darling, can’t you just shoo them away
Well I would were I able
Honey, ants are crawling on the table
Just the thought makes me unstable
Lord, don’t let me say what I want to say
Honey, ants are crawling on the table
Darling, can’t you just shoo them away

Honey, when will the franks be done?
Darling, you’re starting to be a pain.
This one tastes a little undone
Honey, when will the franks be done?
Folks are waiting with their buns
Darling I think I just felt rain.
Honey, when will the franks be done?
Darling, you’re starting to be a pain.

Honey, everything is all wet!
Darling lets just go home now.
It’s even soaked all the briquettes,
Honey, everything is all wet!
This is the worst idea you’ve had yet!
To the moon, Darling! Bang! Zoom! Pow!
Honey, everything is all wet
Darling lets just go home NOW!

Honey? Who left all the food out there?
Darling, I have no idea.
It should be in the Frigidaire!
Honey? Who all left the food out there?
I have a thousand Tupperware,
It’s all going to spoil I fear!
Honey? Who all left the food out there?
Darling, I have no idea!

Forgive Me

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Forgive me, oh please, forgive me; the error of my ways
The weakness of that failing shall forever mark my days;
Mistakes now seem so bold in the day of light reflected
Easily would have been naught, had all dots connected
Thus to any point other than the one where my mind strays

How was the path intended led so very far astray?
Your sole knight in shining armor tarnished beyond dismay
Wholly destroyed the one love that I should have protected
Forgive me, oh please, forgive me

May sweet mercy be yours to find and grant to me someday
Your heart was never something to be treated so blasé
Never knew that this heart of own could be so affected
Never knew that this deep pain would be the cost collected
Your love was all I had, and I threw all I had away
Forgive me, oh please, forgive me

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Trying my hand at a Rondeau

dVerse  Poets Pub |  Form for All ~ the Rondeau

I Imagine A Day

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You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
“Imagine” – John Lennon/Imagine

We walk down these busy roads
Each step met with some disdain
Yet we move along through the goad
For we’re still walking harsh terrain
We’ve made a choice in this workload
Not for the grind of the office screamer
We work with those whose hands lay
In not hiding what is during the day
Some may say I’m a schemer,
You may say I’m a dreamer

I was once completely battered
By words that should have been balm
Stung as my feelings hardly mattered
And all along I felt as tender
As a crystal ready to be shattered
Feels like I’m living a life undone
Pieces of my soul I imagine crying
With the all senseless lying
Built upon the company jargon
But I’m not the only one

Feeling the need to get it in gear,
Tired of being the ones just waiting
Let us get a few things clear
It’s time for action, no more debating,
Who else has had it up to here?
What’s with our happiness being zealous?
Why can’t we spread word of our joy?
Just another face as love’s envoy?
Yes, we’re causing more than a fuss,
I hope someday you’ll join us

Even knowing it’s a hard road to tread
I rather be weary with the fight for reason
For the company line leaves me emotionally dead
And I just can’t live with the social treason,
So, tell me, where do you wish this world to head?
Someday we’ll walk in peace under the sun
When the seeds of tolerance to bloom into reality
And there is a fighting chance for us you’ll see
For only then we’ll say our work is done
And the world will be as one

(For those still afraid to open the closet door, have faith, we’re working on it )

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dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Form for All: Paying Tribute, Page and the Glosa