Suzanne Delaney Poet Verse

Notes About The Poem

The glosa is often used to praise another poet, or to expand on an idea or theme of the original poet. The glosa is an early Renaissance form that was developed by poets of the Spanish court. In a glosa, tribute is paid to another poet. The opening quatrain is actually written by that other poet, and each of their four lines are imbedded elsewhere in the glosa. The opening quatrain is followed by four stanzas, each of which is generally ten lines long.

The first line of the borrowed quatrain becomes Line #10 of S1.
The second line of the quatrain becomes Line #10 0f S2.
The third line of the quatrain becomes Line #10 of S3.
And the fourth line of the quatrain finishes ends up as Line #10 of S4.

As for rhymes?  I've seen several different methods.

The one that seems to allow the most flexibility (always a good thing!) goes as follows.

S1L6 and S1L9 must rhyme with S1L10,
S2L6 and S2L9 must rhyme with S2L10,
S3L6 and S3L9 must rhyme with S3L10, and
S4L6 and S4L9 must rhyme with S4L10.

Poem edited Tuesday Sept 25th 2026- Dedicated to my husband
for our 55th Wedding Anniversary 

 

 

 

Love’s Path

We are living in the middle, you and I,
between butterfly beginnings - ethereal endings.
Despite Natural Law, I'm persuaded to pause;
if possible, dear, let chrysalis continue ...
Timothy Levi Hicks

Love’s Path

Love's Path 
Rules bind us from infancy
If instincts are true we thrive, each new lesson works
 for success, we forget practices that thwart happiness. 
 Passages and reaching for that metaphoric sky
Romance, a chrysalis that cradles heightened mystery- our endurance of drudge before we fly
We are living in the middle, you and I

There is much we live, reliant upon chance happenings- what if we had never met? Our paths, never intersected or,
 if they did, we missed our chance to connect. 
The perfect moment when the sky was right to usher in romance,
the laws of attraction that shaped the joy of love  in magic renderings, in heightened awareness of simple things.
Brighter colors, heavenly perfumes                                                              
the harmony and peace  of mutual understandings.                                              
between butterfly beginnings - ethereal endings

Time  came for making promises --getting used to things,
 expected or not—learning the art of forgiving
Consenting to cherish common objectives—
was it our love succeeded because 
we overlooked each others’ flaws, or unmet expectations                                                                                  
Two souls astounded to be of the same accord       
 or was a  momentary whim the cause?
Despite Natural Law, I'm persuaded to pause

Too quickly the paragraphs of time we reád
Hand in hand we strolled the pages of our years
 weathered all the seasons with  forgiving hearts 
Nothing  could measure the small eternity we  made ourselves- 
we endured life with every sinew- refused  to imagine 
a life devoid of one another
Now matter how circumstance may try spin you
if possible, dear, let chrysalis continue

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John Fleming June 5, 2016 at 1:29 AM Very cleverly conceived and executed, Suzanne! Again I learn from a poet off the "Soup" : I did not know of a "Glosa"...Till now. Excellent poem - A much deserved seven! My very best regards, Suzanne...And my warmest wishes. :) john

Poet Destroyer A May 31, 2016 at 5:10 AM enjoyed this one Suzanne, thank you for sharing... ~Linda~