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"I beg You, show me Your glory," Moses said
but God snuck past, back-turned, revealing not His glorious head
Moses didn't know they had to wait for God Incarnate, instead
for God's glory -- no mistaking!
“Glory to God...on earth peace, goodwill to men”
seeking the True Light, God will not refuse to enlighten
believing in His Name --Jesus-- Messiah! makes us God's children
His historic birth -- world-shaking!
Government rests on His shoulders -- electing
most thought, this is not the Messiah we are expecting
Theotokos, handmaiden of the Lord, accepted -- reflecting
Rejoice! God's angels -- partaking!
Each morning, let Christmas Joy bloom in your heart
He's the Reason for the Season on His Birthday, as a start
His humility overcame the world; Mary's Heart-- our rampart
her motherly prayers -- painstaking!
A shower of roses from Heaven -- promised
St. Therese wrote of Jesus asleep in her boat -- calmest
glorify the Lord's Name, sunrise to sunset, pronounced the psalmist
celebrate the Christ Child waking!
Offer roses to her, in all the bustle
do little things with love, to slow down the Christmas hustle
the Prince of Peace shows Mercy-- new each morning-- so stop the tussle
pray to avoid wars -- peacemaking!
Our rosaries offer heavenly roses
don't you want to please Jesus, Mary, and Joseph's noses?
Christ's meditation is even more face-to-Face than with Moses
to see His Face... the world's aching!
Reflections of pink, and gold on heaven’s floor,
a hint of memories that came millenniums before,
and the radiance of God’s glory, eying from behind the shore,
is a new dawn, for our taking!
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Inspirations for references:
~Christmas
~Psalm 113:3
~Isaiah 9:6
~Matthew 5:9
~Luke 1:38
~Luke 2:14
~John 1:9, 12
~John 16:33
~CCC 2308
~St. Therese writings
~Lamentations 3:11, 18, 22-23
~Divine Mercy Novena Day 5
~"33 Days to Greater Glory: A Total Consecration to the Father through Jesus Based on the Gospel of John" by Fr. Michael Gaitley, MIC (Day 1: A Prophet like Moses)
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With Each Morning Poetry Contest
Submitted Friday, August 11, 2023
Deadline: Monday, September 11, 2023
Sponsored by: Martin Braun
Rear view mirror
Objects, objectively put, are closer
than they appear. But it doesn’t say it all.
With the fair signs that spewed forth once turning to
a slew of pre-twitter pseudo- tweets since.
I once put it down In form Octa-Tri :
In rhyme scheme: aab, bb, ccc .
(“ At the wheel
At night. Uneasy feel.
Narrow misses, though, in nobody’s midst.
Rows of reflectors mark lanes glaring through the mist,
Comforting coolness and sultry night coexist .
Cell service zones change, ding-dongs the phone
Heart fluttering alone
Night unknown”.)
A row of earthy images it failed
rather than showed ,images with eerie
librations and weary nutations .Which
was not Physics, but physiognomy of life.
Like when bashed by kiddy badasses and
basic arithmetic, or when up higher ,
combative but math a behemoth
all the same, and guided perfunctorily
often, and rarely with the right intent.
In the peccadilloes- round, the Tintern
Abbey Sycamore also loomed dour sans
creativity , but the three trees on
the low sky made sense , and then on to
T.ds. equations and tedious times
soured by sleep and steep sloth.
Ingenious in fair measure , now turning
ingenuous on the proving grounds , after,
in the space of a couple of cusps of
light and sound mom was no more and we
whimpered and simpered under a dad who cared
but did not seem to, in his straight-faced mode
Then came falsely flashing , faintly fuming ,
slapdash years of machines and mega hertz,
eggs and vegs, sex and senescence to remain
for ever weighed down by the wayside whey.
Bringing-up-kids-banality apart
( fed mainly on meds for just cough that recurred);
preferring palm-frond’s loftiness cum
deprivation to urban up-for-grabs
benefaction; and the mess of docs, deaths
and a mossy crock of living pain since.
And all the dicey way , never patted
but p(f)anned; tweaked , untweaked ; harmed, ex-harmed;
banked on , debunked ; short-changed, sort-of-changed ;
lumbering on , alive and a-slumbering
and if anything wondering if it’s
not all the mirror’s prim fault
which never once showed my face.
In awe, I welcome Thor with utmost glee.
The powerful celestial force set free
amongst the hills and over the coarse scree.
The winds that whip and slink — the hailstones loudly clink.
Flashes segue to link — I quell the urge to blink.
My pulse quickens at the rank petrichor.
I ignore being drenched, making my soul soar,
I turn my face to the rain to taste more.
The storm will not abate — it’ll make me very late
for meeting that’ll seal fate — my destiny won't wait.
Our tempers complimenting to a T,
and search for impressive clichés in sync.
Remembering that which had gone before,
I’m quite blasé about the hot debate.
This poem was included in the 11-poem anthology dealing with hailstones, in the online publication Pick Me Up Poetry, March 2022:
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© SUZETTE SONNET—SUZNET for short (9 April 2021)
A 14-line sonnet of alternating triplets and couplets, concluding with a quatrain.
1. Rhyme scheme: aaa (b1–b2)(b3–b4) ccc (d1–d2)(d3–d4) abcd
2. The triplets are iambic pentameter [*/|*/|*/|*/|*/].
3. The rhyming couplets are iambic hexameter and include an internal rhyme, namely [*/|*/|*/—*/|*/|*/] (alexandrines).
4. Concluding with a quatrain in iambic pentameter that summarises the poem in a rhyme scheme set by the triplets and couplets.
5. The volta is at L9. OR the couplets may define pivots within the poem, ie a tilting or shifting in the mainline of thought. When the latter is employed, it needs to be uniform throughout the poem.
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LEXICON
ceraunophilia: (n) A fondness (loving) for thunder and lightning and finding them intensely beautiful.
The term is derived from the Greek ‘keraunós’, meaning lightning or thunderbolt. On the flip side, ceraunophobia may be defined as a fear of thunder and lightning.
scree: (n) a mass of small stones that form a slope on a mountain.
segue: (v) 1. (in music and film) move without interruption from one piece of music or scene to another. 2. Move or shift from one state or condition to another.
petrichor: (adj) it describes how rain makes the hot ground smell at the first rains.
African rape of democracy
She is citadel of beauty,
Crown in all nature bulden
Nature made her, her blessing of
duty
Atlantic, Equator, desert are beauty
then
They came in Khaki and iron
Rape her raining to harmattan
season
Emptied, she is made in the sun
Her natural endowment with no
qualms
Africans weep, weep Africans with
folded arlms
The rape have her of a daughter in
disarms
Democracy a daughter of rape
They took to alt democracy in scope
Behind the khaki and iron
They promise a fresh face, fine con
But in disguise and vacuity
Democracy is rape by without in
pathy
Their companions family autocracy
Friends, relations said monocracy.
The rape anchor family, friends
bereauecrate
Democracy poor beauty she given to
tract
My heart weep, the horn of ship
which gain
Of miscarriage that goes to ocean
The iron fish not swallow OK, that
obtain?
Ocean iron fish and the rapist
Have a hand in this pist
Who thought the rapist the way of
ocean?
Theme of the above poem
(1) Natural blessing
(2) Rape: destroying what has been
(3) Coup
(4) Exploitation
(5) Continuation of been in power in
African
Note: This is a free verse poem of
about 26 lines arrange in 4 stanzas,
starting with stanza one that has 4
lines the rest 6 and so on, stanzas
arrange in climax order. The poem
has a rhyming scheme of Ab Ab in
stanzas 1 and stanza 2 with ccc ddd,
etc
Reason: This poem is written in the
of African leader who are always
coming into giver by coop (Stanza 2
line 1) they came in khaki and iron
and there sit tight attitudes and how
they carry African resources to other
countries not developing their own
states and country stanza 4 line 6
Place of writing: Igoni goni
Message:
(1) African leaders should not be the
sit tight leaders
(2) That African leaders love taking
African resource over sea for them
to enjoy an Africa the people
without love and causes scarcity of
food.
We paid the price for hasty choices made
and cried our tears for dreams put to the blade.
The lessons learned a hefty price we paid.
Against our woes, we rail — the urgency to bail.
Excuses very stale — comparisons must fail?
With truthful knowledge, man must themselves arm,
protecting him from possible great harm,
as ignorance deceptively would charm.
Lament will take its toll — do travel to-wards goal.
Some silver tongues extol — their lavish lyrics roll.
Plumose-like memories that tease then fade.
A fair comparison to current ails,
the signs of growing rapprochement disarm.
Ineffable the mysteries of t’ soul.
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© SUZETTE SONNET—SUZNET for short (9 April 2021)
A 14-line sonnet of alternating triplets and couplets, concluding with a quatrain.
1. Rhyme scheme: aaa (b1–b2)(b3–b4) ccc (d1–d2)(d3–d4) abcd
2. The triplets are iambic pentameter [*/|*/|*/|*/|*/].
3. The rhyming couplets are iambic hexameter and include an internal rhyme, namely [*/|*/|*/—*/|*/|*/] (alexandrines).
4. Concluding with a quatrain in iambic pentameter that summarises the poem in a rhyme scheme set by the triplets and couplets.
5. The volta is at L9. OR the couplets may define pivots within the poem, ie a tilting or shifting in the mainline of thought. When the latter is employed, it needs to be uniform throughout the poem.
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LEXICON
ineffable: (adj) too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words.
plumose: (adj) (biology) having many fine filaments or branches which give a feathery appearance.
rapprochement: (n) (especially in international affairs) an establishment or resumption of harmonious relations.
In memoriam: Queen Elizabeth II died on 8 September 2022. May she Rest in Peace.
Gracious and a constant all my life,
not bending to public opinion o’ strife,
your sharp wit could cut like a Bowie knife.
With statesmen you did meet—had an excellent seat.
Paddington Bear, so sweet—your compassion, not beat.
You’re honoured as a national treasure,
never resorting to artful pressure:
Deus ex machine per Measure for Measure.
You danced with those freed—gifted a French Guard stead.
You have lived by a creed—example to us indeed.
Remembered as beloved mother and wife,
seventy years on the throne: quite a feat.
There’s no more need of any embrasure.
For your esteemed family, hearts now bleed.
Poetic form: Suzette sonnet.
The title of the poem refers to Paddington Bear saying ' Thank you Ma'am ... for everything...' when he 'took tea' with HRH in celebration of the Planinum Jubelee in June 2022.
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© SUZETTE SONNET—SUZNET for short (9 April 2021)
A 14-line sonnet of alternating triplets and couplets, concluding with a quatrain.
Rhyme scheme: aaa (b1–b2)(b3–b4) ccc (d1–d2)(d3–d4) abcd
The triplets are iambic pentameter [*/|*/|*/|*/|*/].
The rhyming couplets are iambic hexameter and include an internal rhyme, namely [*/|*/|*/—*/|*/|*/] (alexandrines).
Concluding with a quatrain in iambic pentameter that summarises the poem in a rhyme scheme set by the triplets and couplets.
The volta is at L9. OR the couplets may define pivots within the poem, ie a tilting or shifting in the mainline of thought. When the latter is employed, it needs to be uniform throughout the poem.
Ethereal Bliss
Your long pretty limbs and shapely trunk defy
Rings, occult within, unseen by the naked eye.
Rooted as saplings we've grown tall, you and I.
Bending in strong winds in chaos we try
To feel a calming peace from our sunset sky.
Like my car's engine, the gasoline you require
Revs your classy motor with love to aspire.
A premium fillup adds sweet fuel to your desire,
Then you make that purring sound I so admire.
Like melting snow with the heat of your heart
You melt me, then drown me in love's divine art,
A destiny sanctified right from the start.
As a shooting star blazes through outer space,
I see it's soft shimmering light on your face.
Rose petal soft lips share a sensuous kiss.
Entranced by the sight of the moon rising high
While leaves play a susurrate song in choir,
A drum shares its tune as my heart plays its part.
My shoes and her heels dance with such grace
Assuaging my awareness of ethereal bliss.
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MINUANETTA - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden
chremamorphism theme
Minuanetta is comprised on at least SIX stanzas, each stanza consistent with itself in rhyme, and decreasing in the number of lines with each stanza, with the final stanza created of one line of the rhyme of each stanza ... in short a rhyme scheme of (at least) AAAAA, BBBB, CCC, DD, E, ABCDE. It must have a least this many lines, (20), but you can add more, as long as you follow the same form, (and you may add a final, separate tag line, if you wish, but it must rhyme with the last line or repeat it in whole or in part) ...
I was just a little lost cat,
so afraid when that wild, crazy tornado hit;
so, I hopped into a nearby basket lying quite flat,
then, this girl, her dog and me were spinning and wind lit.
Along with blown debris we spun,
landing in a fantasy land tattered, confused and undone;
then, skipping down a yellow brick road singing in the sun.
She was Dorothy and Toto was my new friend,
we were joined by odd characters in the end;
all travelling to the Wizard to mend.
I peeked out with a loud meow for a chat,
what do you wish for kitty, so I had to admit'
I want a "there is no place like home" hun,
and with you and Toto my life to spend.
I was kissed with love not pretend,
Dorothy clicked her shoes and it was done;
in bed she was sleeping soundly and in her arms I cozy fit,
and our precious Toto dog snored on a nearby pretty mat . . .
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November 6, 2018
Poetry/Rhyme/"There is no place like home"
Rhyming pattern- avav/ccc/ddd/abcd/dcba
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1083-167-01
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Off To See The Wizard
sponsor, Charlies Messina
Second Place
When I first laid eyes on him, he was alone.
So very solitary, he was but a stone,
just lying there as if he had been thrown
carelessly to nothingness, a rock that had never shone.
A gem he could not be! He was the oddest thing I’d ever known.
A strange and simple stone beneath a barren tree -
a tree which offered no relief of a leafy canopy.
He’d lain there so long where there was no bird’s melody,
and since he had no eyes, there was nothing for him to see.
I bent and picked him up – this stone upon dry ground.
I took him with me, and I showed him all around!
Slowly I was cracking open this rock that made no sound.
In time, I noticed from inside him there emerged the sweetest glow.
I’d pierced the stone’s hard core like the arrow from a bow!
From what he used to be, the stone has now come far!
What he came to be for me I had never been foreshown.
But with some time and patience, I guessed the remedy.
How to open up the stone was the solution that I found.
In my cracking him, rare beauty I have come to know,
for inside the stone was waiting to be born – a shining star!
Feb. 22, 2018 for Gregory Barden's"MINUANETTA Contest using rhyme scheme
of (at least) AAAAA, BBBB, CCC, DD, E, ABCDE. It must have a least this many lines, (20)
Theme is "CHREMAMORPHISM"
Reminiscing past helps to remember;
thinking past events helps to remember
how simple acts brought people together;
Those past acts helped them at their crisis hours.
Timely past actions helped at crisis hours.
Heard their woes, truly tried to dry their tears.
Listening intently equips to know,
Listening attentively helps to know
issues from their perspectives somehow.
Empathizing in a sensitive way,
And yet being aware of woes wise way
will solve their misery, won't fill with dismay.
They wish someone should hear untold stories
justly before uprooting their worries.
~X~X~X~
Blues Sonnet
The defining features of the Blues Sonnet are:
• A quatorzain made up of 4 triplets and a heroic couplet.
• Oddly metric, in iambic pentameter.
This is in contrast to the usual blue stanza which is
accentual, with a more folksy rhythm.
• Rhymed, rhyme scheme AAa BBb CCc DDd ee.
• It is composed of 4 Blues Stanzas, L1 statement,
L2 incremental repetition of L1, and L3 is a climactic
parallel of the first 2 lines.
• Pivot or volta should be in the last triplet and
ends in a declamatory couplet.
Reference:: https://poetscollective.org/everysonnet/blues-sonnet/
Thanks to Mr Lawrence Eberhart for the resource at Poets COLLECTIVE Site.