written_leaves: (booktower)
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.
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Chydedd Hir: Cat Spot
Definitely there )
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Chydedd Naw Ban: Popsicle-Toes
We anticipate cold kitty-toes )
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Cyrch a Chwta: Garden Panther
In jungle depths, this cat mine )
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Cywdd Deuair Hyrion: Green Patch
Early on the seed was sown -
Refreshed lawn of great remown.
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Cywdd Llosgyrnog: Fragrant
Lavender, the mints and sages )
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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 )
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Clogyrnach: Plums
What a lovesome delight, the plum )
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Common Measure: Gardening Book
One cannot have too many books )
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Complaint (jeremiad): Lament for Transience
In but a year the work's undone )
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Couplet, split: Nocturne
Still until the quietness of night-fall )
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Curtal Sonnet: Washed Away
roof is pounding, hard rain )
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written_leaves: (booktower)
Six more, mostly small again and with a wide variety.

Chanso: Crocosmia
leaning remnants gold declare )
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Chant: Beginning
Praise the Creator of climbing vines )
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Chantey (Shanty): Squintin' Tom
He's Squintin' Tom, the Captain's cat )
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Choka: Choka Full-a Weeds
Bindweed, pigweed and horsetail )
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Choriambic: Chickweed
tenacious and tiny seeds )
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Cinquains: Spring
Tips of crocus )
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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 )
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Capitola: It Figures
If only you had seen it when! )
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Carole: Silver Frost and Candlelight
It is God's blessing we're in His sight )
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Casbairdne: Pilling the Cat
Must shun )
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Cautionary Verse: Kit Clause
I had a friend who thought it amusing when his kittens climbed his legs...at first.
Claws tiny as velcro )
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Cento: For Want of a Cottage and Picket Fence
This works a bit like 'found' poetry - from P.G. Wodehouse
A distinctly fruity concern )
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written_leaves: (booktower)
And one more dose to finish off this letter, gardening themed.

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

Bestiary: The Crastinpro
When walking, it swerves )
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Blues Stanza: Cat Hair Blues
The cat was drinking from my cup )
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Blues Sonnet: Squirrel Blues
emptyin' my feeder )
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Bob and Wheel: King Alfred Daffodils
Nodding nobly in Narcissus )
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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 )
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Ballade: Greenhouse Seasons
Beneath the glass a waiting green )
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Barzeletta (in Blank Verse): Catmint
Ambrosia of the gods of felinity )
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Benison: Blessing for the Garden
That our eyes should not lack beauty )
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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.
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Amphigory:
Cat pie )
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Anagram:
Beaded dew drop…
Weed-pod bed, dear.
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Antiphon: The Purpose
It's all about her )
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Awdl Gywydd: Catfood
Hunkering over her bowl )
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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 )
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Adonic line:
Curvature query
Whiskery weary.

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Ae Freislighe: Catspaw
In velvet )
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Alba (a song for dawn)
makes all nightsongs dim )
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Alcaic: Tuna
O feline huntress )
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written_leaves: (booktower)
One for the traveling, busy father who must go, leaving his sleeping children in their beds, and one for the wife who waits for him at home. These were written for a friend, but I've known so many families who go through this in one form or another, even my own parents in the past.

He Leaves on Another Journey
a soft parting kiss to your forehead )
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Apart
In the long, still hours when the children are asleep )
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Battle Cry

Dec. 23rd, 2009 11:14 am
written_leaves: (explosives)
Now here's a curiosity - I found this recently among my old school papers, having apparently written it back in 1983, my teen years, and then tucked carefully away - so carefully I forgot it. It's a bit over the top with the old-style romantic-era phrasing, a somewhat melodramatic youthful view of war, but I strangely like it. I was reading things like Tolkien, Dumas and Shakespeare at the time.

Battle Cry
Bitter wounds )
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written_leaves: (writing)
A verse written up while at the coast - the sea forever reaching for the land while the land turns its gaze to the skies.

Unrequited
Gems left stranded upon the beach )
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written_leaves: (writing)
Behind my hand that holds the door,
The stove burns warm, the kettle steams -
But still I stand and clutch my coat,
To fill my breath with the greener things


I sometimes wonder if the most important things in this life are much softer and smaller than we think they are. A cup of tea in the sunlight, a change in the air with coming spring.

Silver Day
It was a silver sort of day )
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The First Wind
How sweet its scent )
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A Drop of Honey
Tip the honey-bear and pour me out )
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written_leaves: (writing)
I want to kill my alarm clock.

Today's entries will be drawn from my store of original poetry (i.e. not based on a fandom, just my own life and thoughts).

These two are a light kick-off, a couple brief verses for those too-early mornings and too-busy days.

Pleasing to None
Or 'Dawn is not always a welcome thing' )
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Another Day, Please
Twenty-four hours? We want forty-eight! )
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