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For Constance La France's A - Types of forms poetry contest.

The abecedarian form uses each letter of the alphabet at the start of each sentence.

"Everytime we say goodbye, baby it hurts."

 

Starlit Destinies

"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."  
E.E. Cummings

Amber hues kissed twilight's platinum pigments that night,
beckoning ivory pearls to weave patterns of astral flames.
Charm of the crescent moon glowed in a golden gem tinge,
dazzling in divine desires, devoted to admirers of starlit destinies. 
Enamoured, we embraced, consoling under coral constellations,  
forgetting fears, promising to forever remain as cosmic lanterns.
Galactic fires of euphoria, blazed celestial candles into dripping wax,
hushing horizons into a heavenly haven of honeysuckle hope.
Intoxicated inside fireworks of ethereal lights, dancing on clouds, 
jasmine jubilance filled the air, as shy silver sparks slipped away.
Kindled spirits like nocturnal diamonds yearned to be eternal
lovers of luminescent lullabies lingering inside opalescent orbs.
Magnetism of moonlight melodies are enchanting, but ephemeral,
nothing lasts forever, so at dawn with the arrival of a nightingale
orchestra, our obsession of obeisance withered like an orchid obituary.
Pastel passions of our paramour portrait discoloured with daylight dew,
quivering in nature's quiet quarantine of quintessence slumber.
Radiant rays only offered reflections of regret and rejection, as,
sorrows of sunflowers in winter winds shattered my hourglass heart.
These tribulations torment my tired soul, like a refugee of romance.
Unstable, under an umber universe, I've become an uncherished
verse in a voiceless vocabulary, no longer vibrant nor valued.
Wilting in the wilderness without your wisteria whispers, wounds in
xanthous tumours, hidden behind a veil of Xanadu metaphors,
yearn to heal from yesterdays, where your touch softened my burdens.
Zest of your zealotry is engraved in echoes of my zephyr heartbeats.
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Hughes Avatar
December 21, 2024 at 6:25 AM
Wow ... I am impressed by the volume of your work, the speed of your production, and the cleverness of this poem. And, I see you are a winner. Your inner self must be very pleased:-)
La France Avatar
May 30, 2024 at 7:08 AM
Silent, congratulations on your win in my contest with this amazing poem, I love the music too, Constance
Goldsmith Avatar
May 26, 2024 at 8:27 AM
Congratulations on your win. WOW!!! I enjoyed reading your amazing Abecedarian write. It is hard to say, goodbye when you want to stay. Your golden pen was at it again. Hooray!!! Have A Blessed Day Writing Away With Your Win...........
George Avatar
May 25, 2024 at 9:42 AM
Memories are to be remembered, celebrated or forgotten. The last part is hard but we must try sometimes if it would aid our healing. "Unstable, under an umber universe, I've become an uncherished verse in a voiceless vocabulary, no longer vibrant nor valued." Every part of this lines here hits hard. It hurts to speak and not being heard. To feel and not FEEL. Great piece Silent.
Beaufort Avatar
May 20, 2024 at 6:34 AM
SO, excellent choice of an inspirational video as an accompany to your work. As I read this and experienced the transition to the sadder portion of the poem, it just reinvigorates me to take advantage of the top portion and celebrate and share the love in my life with even more dedication. You do great work!
Proxenos Avatar
May 19, 2024 at 5:33 AM
This abecedarian is a profoundly clever poem, and the use of every letter of the alphabet brings about an intense understanding and meaning to this extraordinary write. The eloquence of the words used and the phrases created have colored in and presented a vibrant portrait which draws the reader and demands and magnetizes him or her to unravel the thread therin. Hugs and blessings, Jennifer.
Buehler Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 9:55 PM
Silent One, your evocative poem amazes and delights! It is replete with gorgeous images, and the video is wonderful, too. Best wishes for the contest. :)
George Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 6:42 PM
This is an Abecedarian written in the most eloquent form. The emotional content and technical perfection with its flowing alliteration and metaphors make it an outstanding poem that needs to be greatly applauded. Silent One, you are so gifted. I am blown away by your extra ordinary versification. "I've become an uncherished verse in a voiceless vocabulary, no longer vibrant nor valued. Wilting in the wilderness without your wisteria whispers, wounds in xanthous tumours, hidden behind a veil of Xanadu metaphors," Wow.... I am spell bound.
Rose  Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 4:17 PM
wow this is quite an adventure S, brilliantly written, a winner by far, :)
Callus Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 2:50 PM
This is definitely one of the best poems I have come across written in this form, S1.This applies to delivery of content, presentation, and technical ability. Well done! Regards // paul
Alhemaidy Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 11:42 AM
Very lovely Abecedarian poem! Have a nice day lovely Silent One ~ AA
Poet Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 7:52 AM
Hey Silent one, you executed the abecedarian in a most articulate style! It captivates me and I believe that everyone else would concur. You have shown instances of lovers embracing one another with powerful feelings. The performance was profoundly evocative! You have skillfully and artfully explored the topic, capturing its essence well. Well done, my buddy. As usual, the writing is exceptional, embellished with lyrical techniques and impactful word choice.
Rodrigues Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 7:33 AM
Galactic fires of euphoria, blazed celestial candles into dripping wax… Pastel passions of our paramour portrait discoloured with daylight dew… sorrows of sunflowers in winter winds - drew me into reflection. Hugs ~ Kim
DiMino Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 6:57 AM
"Enamoured, we embraced, consoling under coral constellations, forgetting fears, promising to forever remain as cosmic lanterns." Wow! Love that. "Pastel passions of our paramour portrait discoloured with daylight dew, quivering in nature's quiet quarantine of quintessence slumber." -- When interested in art, I was becoming quite the pastel enthusiast. You get fingers, everything into their fluffy brilliance. "I've become an uncherished verse in a voiceless vocabulary," -- a poet can live without...but not internally without love.
Pandit Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 5:57 AM
Wonderfully woven exploration--stemming from the heart--you aced the essence of your theme my friend. Excellent as always, adorned in poetic devices and powerful diction:---These tribulations torment my tired soul, like a refugee of romance. Unstable, under an umber universe, I've become an uncherished verse in a voiceless vocabulary, no longer vibrant nor valued---
Gifford Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 5:38 AM
A great read my friend, Silent. Wishing you all the best with the contest. Enjoy your weekend.
Empress Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 5:04 AM
Dear silent one, this poem made my heart quiver and feel so much! Your use of poetic techniques such as assonance alliterations and metaphors really blew me away! You really are such a natural with weaving words! And you did abcedarian in the most eloquent manner! Leaving me breathless and i think any reader would agree. Youv described moments where lovers held each other, passionately! Soulfully moving really! I love so many lines in this but the opening especially made me go awwn! You always deliver emotions in such a poetically captivating rhythm! I felt “ Enamoured, we embraced, consoling under coral constellations, forgetting fears, promising to forever remain as cosmic lanterns.” So touching! And beautiful!
Empress Avatar
May 18, 2024 at 5:08 AM
“ Intoxicated inside fireworks of ethereal lights, dancing on clouds, jasmine jubilance filled the air, as shy silver sparks slipped away.” gosh! The imagery, so descriptive! So ethereal and cosmically pleasing! “ Pastel passions of our paramour portrait discoloured with daylight dew,“ literally as i read that i thought of how time can sometimes be ephemeral and fleeting… some moments like youv said dont always last long, leaving just memories, while one drowns in sorrow! Pleasure reading this poignant and romantic poem! That goes with the quote so well! Best wishes for the contest
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