Long Rondine Poems
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I sing allured the sunshine song for you,
night lifts silver shroud from curved satin sky.
The canvas of draped dawn sunburst hues dye,
embellish pearl meadow with dulcet dew.
I float on day dream in fervent morn new,
an enthralled nightingale flying you by,
I sing allured.
Radiance flows on your face from the blue,
to echo my song in your heart I try.
Twilight golden dusts all around me fly,
in the whistling wind rippling gently through,
I sing allured.
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October 15, 2022
Syllable count : 10 per line (HMS)
Rhyme checked at RhymeZone.com
Contest : Rousing Rondine
Sponsored by : Jeff Kyser
Dreams from the distant past calling me
how can I stop in the middle of this race?
In this crowd I am just another face
of losing dreams which I once loved to see,
no looking back we're now on a racing spree,
changing lanes,breaking rules to increase pace
Dreams from the distant past,
sleeping in them my never grown wish tree,
faded dreams of making the world a better place
life is now just plastic smile and cold embrace,
at the end we're not,what we wanted to be
Dreams from the distant past.
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Placement:4th (August 2012)
Contest:Rondine the Traffic of Life
Sponsor:Nette Onclaud
By:kash poet
29th July 2012
RONDINE: it is poetry form consisting of two stanzas, a septet (7 lines), and a quintet (5 lines), making the poem a total of 12 lines.
Like the Rondeau there is a refrain which repeats the first phrase of the first line.(R),
The RONDINE has a rhyme scheme of, a.b.b.a.a.b.R. a.b.b.a.R.
~Her Kindness~
(A Rondine)
Her kindness just touched all people on Earth
Her beguile smile could light up a whole room
She loved everyone we all did assume
Much loved from the first moment of her birth
More than we knew then she was by all worth
Were all much mistaken with her wedded groom
Her kindness just touched
Much loved from the first moment of her birth
Her life was cut so short, most tragic doom
My eyes fill with tears when I see her tomb
Remember always her beauty and mirth
Her kindness just touched.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
January.27.2015
A parakeet green that I named Eugene
and early in the mornings he will stir
chirping and flapping his wings in a blur.
It is quite a wild energetic scene . . .
I swear, I do not give Eugene caffeine
from this bird- I needed a silencer !
A parakeet green . . .
Lively and bouncy like a jumping bean
I cannot, his spirited joy- deter
and I am for sure no bird whisperer . . .
He gives kisses- and a love unforeseen!
A parakeet green . . .
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October 14, 2022
Poetry/Rondine/other/A Parakeet Green
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1494-335-14
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest, Rousing Rondine
sponsor, Jeff Kyser, Judged 11/21/2022
Third Place
The Word contained, inside the head
Available until we're old
Cherished within the heart as gold
Will bring us to heaven instead
Where those streets of gold are outspread
There Jesus, our Savior, Stronghold
The Word contained
With open arms, and side that bled
Draws into His embrace the soul
That holds the Word within their mould
Deep in their being, love imbed
The Word contained
New Living Bible
John 1: 1-5
1 In the beginning the Word already existed.
The Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
2 He existed in the beginning with God.
3 God created everything through him,
and nothing was created except through him.
4 The Word gave life to everything that was created,[a]
and his life brought light to everyone.
5 The light shines in the darkness,
and the darkness can never extinguish it
Contest: Rousing Rondine
Sponsor: Jeff Kyser
Form: Other
Date: October 15, 2022
WHAT AILETH THEE??
What aileth thee, my soul, that thou art sad?
Why have thine words stopped pouring out in pain?
Why doth thou from poetry now abstain?
Wherefore art thou in melancholy clad?
Thou knowest that sans words, thou wilt turn mad,
Tell me how to make thee cheery and sane ~
What aileth thee?
Look at others around thee, aren't they glad?
Why not, for once, let words have their free reign?
Then thou wilt feel such joy thou can't contain,
Don't live on subtractions, just let smiles add ~
What aileth thee?
20th October, 2022
For Jeff Kyser's "Rousing Rondine" contest
Take a deep breath and fill your heart with calm.
battling the powerful waves every night,
trying to detect a glimmer of light,
life hurts; I need time to heal from life's qualms.
fighting while everyone witnessed the psalm
all I want for Grace is a glint of sight.
take a deep breath.
I was glad to be in the rhythm of balm.
flickering senseless claws brimming with spite
clung to a shard of hope, I stand to fight.
off from deep facts when I want to embalm
take a deep breath...
Written: October 12, 2022
Rousing Rondine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jeff Kyser
Graceful like the morning birth, sunshine smiles
lifting doubts, healing every last heartbreak
bringing light, gentling so not to forsake
hope calms the weary soul as love beguiles
silencing grief, raining hope through exiles
prayers erase all the darkest trials
Graceful like the morning….
Pretty peace pours through the lovely profiles
Leaving wonders untold - the soul’s keepsake
Reflecting notes, pleasant songs we partake
In heaven’s realm, there are striking lifestyles
Graceful like the morning….
Rousing Rondine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jeff Kyser
November 8, 2022
She wore brocade of red with silver threads
A tight fit, clinging to her shapely hips
A matching shade of lipstick on her lips
The lady was determined to turn heads
And turn around they did, news quickly spreads
On the cruise ship she both stunned and bewitched
She wore brocade.
The dress was split both sides to top of legs
Suddenly back of the dress came unzipped
She tried to hide from the cheers and the quips
Till the captain sent all off to their beds
She wore brocade.
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13th October 2022
Rousing Rondine Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jeff Keyser
Written in Rondine form poetry.
If I invite you to come and join me
on a merry-go-round,past this sky's blue,
will you join me to find that childhood key,
if I invite you?
Our unicorn dream to touch rainbow's hue
again on dragon's back to be carefree
on that wingless horse a journey long due
our childhood merry-go-round,come join me!
Somewhere must be there, the days once we knew
beyond this mundane life come and let us see,
if I invite you!
By -kash poet
contest-Carousel in Roundel
Sponsor--Nette Onclaud
Date--13th August 2013
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The ROUNDEL is a deritave of rondeau and rondine... It has eleven lines constructed from two quatrains, and a triplet.
The rhyme scheme only has two rhymes and a refrain from the first phrase of first line, thus, the second line rhymes with the refrain:.. a. b. a.B . b. a. b . a. b. a. B..
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