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The end of poetic forms starting with the letter C! Hope you enjoy.

Chydedd Fer:
When going to sit, please have a care -
The cat has dibs on every chair.
Chydedd Hir: Cat Spot
Definitely there )
Chydedd Naw Ban: Popsicle-Toes
We anticipate cold kitty-toes )
Cyrch a Chwta: Garden Panther
In jungle depths, this cat mine )
Cywdd Deuair Hyrion: Green Patch
Early on the seed was sown -
Refreshed lawn of great remown.
Cywdd Llosgyrnog: Fragrant
Lavender, the mints and sages )
written_leaves: (booktower)
Six more - again, wide variety within the forms, but the garden theme uniting them.

Clerihew: Catihews
A little nod to some of the cats I have known )
Clogyrnach: Plums
What a lovesome delight, the plum )
Common Measure: Gardening Book
One cannot have too many books )
Complaint (jeremiad): Lament for Transience
In but a year the work's undone )
Couplet, split: Nocturne
Still until the quietness of night-fall )
Curtal Sonnet: Washed Away
roof is pounding, hard rain )
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Six more, mostly small again and with a wide variety.

Chanso: Crocosmia
leaning remnants gold declare )
Chant: Beginning
Praise the Creator of climbing vines )
Chantey (Shanty): Squintin' Tom
He's Squintin' Tom, the Captain's cat )
Choka: Choka Full-a Weeds
Bindweed, pigweed and horsetail )
Choriambic: Chickweed
tenacious and tiny seeds )
Cinquains: Spring
Tips of crocus )
written_leaves: (booktower)
Wow, the letter C is a long one - I've a whopping 24 poems here, each in a different form. Most are pretty short, but it still seems prudent to set them out in readable batches so I'll go with four sets of 6 apiece. All types here, enjoy the buffet - still mostly cat and garden themed.

Cancione (canzo): Order
Lined up tulips )
Capitola: It Figures
If only you had seen it when! )
Carole: Silver Frost and Candlelight
It is God's blessing we're in His sight )
Casbairdne: Pilling the Cat
Must shun )
Cautionary Verse: Kit Clause
I had a friend who thought it amusing when his kittens climbed his legs...at first.
Claws tiny as velcro )
Cento: For Want of a Cottage and Picket Fence
This works a bit like 'found' poetry - from P.G. Wodehouse
A distinctly fruity concern )
written_leaves: (booktower)
And one more dose to finish off this letter, gardening themed.

Bref Double: Shrublets
Whomever says so lies )
Bucolic: Country Flowers
buckets of roses that have no scent )
Burns Stanza: Glass
So bright your eye and brown your crest )
Byr a Thoddaid: Trimming Grapes
Across their shriveled remnants drape )
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Four more!

Bestiary: The Crastinpro
When walking, it swerves )
Blues Stanza: Cat Hair Blues
The cat was drinking from my cup )
Blues Sonnet: Squirrel Blues
emptyin' my feeder )
Bob and Wheel: King Alfred Daffodils
Nodding nobly in Narcissus )
written_leaves: (booktower)
More experimentation with poetic forms - I've a dozen for B, four per set, on cats and gardens. I have an exceptional liking for the greenhouse one here.

Backwoods Boast: Pete

He's the pinnacle of catness )
Ballade: Greenhouse Seasons
Beneath the glass a waiting green )
Barzeletta (in Blank Verse): Catmint
Ambrosia of the gods of felinity )
Benison: Blessing for the Garden
That our eyes should not lack beauty )
written_leaves: (booktower)
The other half of forms beginning with the letter A, very brief bits.

Alexandrine Couplet:
Behold the cat who curls beneath my sleeping child's afghan,
Deduce the one most sweet with sighs, contentment's chosen one.
Cat pie )
Beaded dew drop…
Weed-pod bed, dear.
Antiphon: The Purpose
It's all about her )
Awdl Gywydd: Catfood
Hunkering over her bowl )
written_leaves: (booktower)
Poetic forms are rather like little word puzzles to me, and Lewis Turco's Book of Forms is the ultimate handbook for anyone who likes to play with them. I've taken to working my way through all the forms alphabetically (well, skipping the really looong ones like "comic opera" that is), and will share a few of them here. I chose the themes of cats and gardens when I set out, and for the most part I've continued on those lines.

Acrostic: Green Tiger
Green eyes, green leaves )
Adonic line:
Curvature query
Whiskery weary.

Ae Freislighe: Catspaw
In velvet )
Alba (a song for dawn)
makes all nightsongs dim )
Alcaic: Tuna
O feline huntress )
written_leaves: (booktower)
The hunters three, persistently
(Consistent in their tracking feat)
A leaf of Lorien they found,
All pounded down in loam and peat.

An attempt at the patterning of Tolkien's "Errantry" which turned out to be quite a difficult task and increased even more my respect for his grasp of language. The pattern has been turned in this case to the story of the Three Hunters in their run and their encounter with the Rohirrim, emphasis on Gimli.

The Burly Axegrinder
There was a burly axegrinder, a taxminder, a warrior )
written_leaves: (illumination)
When death is nigh and storms abound
Deep within my heart
I find your words.

Two for Sam, who persevered. The first is for his Gaffer, without whose horse-sense wisdom he would have been adrift and the second for the intensity he dealt with in watching his Master falling deeper beneath his burden and into the edges of madness. Gaffer is somewhat based on a song by Michael Card that he wrote for his own grandfather.

You never knew how much I'd need your words )
A stranger is watching me from your eyes )
written_leaves: (illumination)
White and golden, gold and white

A longer poem in homage to the beauty and peace of timeless Lothlorien, Dreamflower.

With it I'm placing a sonnet written from Aragorn's point of view as he returns to Lorien, remembering his time there with Arwen in the past.

The ageless hues of morning and evening; Silver stars and starry blossoms )
Returning to Lorien
My longing, this forgotten realm of gold )
written_leaves: (bilbo)
Open this book and see what you'll find...

After some thought, I've decided that my existing Tolkien poetry will be uploaded to LJ in the order of the story they illustrate (more or less). The Red Book is the beginning, when we metaphorically sit ourselves down by the fire and begin to read the adventure laid out before us. This particular work is in the form of a sestina, in which key words are re-used and shuffled around at the ending of the various stanzas lines.

The Red Book
Within your ancient, leatherbound covers...words whisper at the turning )
written_leaves: (booktower)
It is an ancient Wizard friend,
And he stoppeth here for me.
'By thy long grey beard and glittering eye,
Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?

Considering the large number of well known classic works and poets that I've adapted to Tolkien's themes over the years, I've decided the best route here is to simply provide a link to where they can all be found already indexed:


You can navigate from this one to the following pages - the last two pages are the Shakespearian sonnets that may also be found here on LJ.

I think the appeal of adapting is not necessarily always a framework for 'parody' but rather a challenge to myself to see if I can match the tone, style and word choices of famous poets. Some of them took quite a lot of work, others were simple off-the-cuff writings, but I like to think they shan't disappoint - many have been so completely reworked that very little of the original remains aside from a faint familiarity in the rhythm and style, others still somewhat resemble 'themselves.'

Poets include Tennyson, Wordsworth, Bronte, Frost, Yeats, Whitman, Poe, Longfellow, Coleridge, Service, Browning, Shelley, Burns, Whitman, cummings, Byron, etc.
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Forget the Quick Brown Fox - this goes all out.

All the following poems have all 26 of the letters of the alphabet in the title and also in each individual stanza. The general idea was for stanzas to be four lines each with alternating rhyme - and yes, it does make for some bizarre phrasing when you're trying to stuff in things like J, X and Q.

Pondering: Ents Quashed Orthanc After Axes Failed to Wake Them; Hobbits, Having Zesty Justice, Did )
Wherein Poor Elrond Halfelven Juxtaposes A Quick End to the Bad Boy's Zonal Quest Game )
Rings’ Quick Hobbits, Waxing Zealous, Jumped the Evil Eye )
written_leaves: (illumination)
Sometimes repetition works - tell them you love them every day.

Triolets, short love-notes with an echo

Sam and Rosie

This memory I shall hold dear,
My Rosie, ribbons in her hair -
For even through the pain and fear,
This memory I shall hold dear:
Her laugh alone I'd sometimes hear...
I saw her at the party fair.
This memory I shall hold dear,
My Rosie, ribbons in her hair.

Tom and Goldberry )
Elrond and Celebrian )
Eowyn and Faramir )
And one that isn't exactly romance, but certainly faithful friendship:
Sam and Bill the Pony )
written_leaves: (illumination)
A sweet little verse form

The rondelet is French in origin, a short poem of a single septet (that is, 7 lines long), with only two rhymes, and one refrain, which is repeated. The result is, I think, very like flower petals working their way around a flower, small and soft but with a grace and closure I find lacking in some other short forms, such as haiku.

Outside the gate )
Leaves in the wood )
Longbottom Leaf )
Valiant maid )
In Pippin's eyes )
A silver spoon )
Beyond the sea )
There is no time )
Promised, Master )
Greenest fields )
For September 22nd )
written_leaves: (booktower)
Add one...add one... add one...

A rhopalic is a poetic form / word-play construct in which each succeeding word is one segment longer than the preceding one. It may be with increasing syllables, or (a bit more difficult) by adding one additional letter to each word as you go. In this sense, writing one feels to me more like carefully constructing a puzzle than flowing along with imagery as I usually do.

Merry: I by his dear grace... )
Merry: In planning honesty's conspiracy... )
Theoden: I, an age aged after deceit... )
Eomer: For Rohan, loyalty undivided... )
Thoeden & Eowyn: No battles; unheeded... )


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