Long Swap quatrain Poems
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In the darkened attic, cold wind hisses
Drifting through mist of unfulfilled wishes.
The urge to stray climbs on hurrying ticks,
Cold wind hisses in the darkened attic.
Keepers of light, they open her desire
Promising hope, lost dream she will acquire
As remnant of fear leaves the rabid night,
They open her desire, keepers of light.
From heart’s window, footsteps quiver
To saunter onward and claim dream’s flicker
Rips of long nights soon abate her sorrow,
Footsteps quiver from heart’s window.
Slowly her fire roams, hands pick stiff brushes
Fingers tracing easels of stars’ splashes.
In this world, inner passion finds true home
Hands pick stiff brushes, slowly her fire roams.
… . …….. . .
(c)
*Swap Quatrain : each stanza is a quatrain where
the first line is reversed in the fourth line.
Kim Merryman’s 'What Dreams are Made Of ' Contest
31 July 2012
(this is a type of quatrain called Swap Quatrain,
wherein the fourth line of each stanza
is actually the first line, just swapped around)
Another Time, long long ago,
there was no Rain; there was no Snow.
No reason was there, and no rhyme
long long ago, another Time.
A desert only, lifeless land -
boulders, pebbles, grains of sand;
hot and windswept, barren, lonely
lifeless land; a desert only.
From Sky was tossed one day, a seed
onto this land so much in need,
whose dreariness would soon be lost.
One day a seed from Sky was tossed.
In Sun’s bright heat, the small seed grew
until an egg it changed into.
It needed only moisture sweet.
The small seed grew in Sun’s bright heat.
Sky clapped loud sound; a bird appeared.
The egg was pulsing as she neared.
White feathers fluttered to the ground.
A bird appeared; Sky clapped loud sound.
As Rain came down. . . A sudden change!
The bird turned into something strange -
A lovely girl with feathered gown!
A sudden change as Rain came down.
With Rain’s soft fall, the egg had burst.
Emerging from the egg came first
One horse, then two. Fantastical!
The egg had burst with Rain’s soft fall.
The horses grew beneath big Sun.
They thrived; with Rain they were as one.
Along with her, like Wind, they’d run.
Beneath big Sun, the horses grew.
Twin beasts and Rain, that dry land’s three
became a new world’s trinity.
And with them, green and springtime came.
That dry land’s three: twin beasts and Rain.
With so much spring, with Rain’s pure grace
came poetry into that place.
Bright flowers bloomed when she would sing
with Rain’s pure grace, with so much spring.
Variety, the needful thing,
Rain prayed out loud for Sky to bring.
And so was born for her to see:
the needful thing, Variety!
Then came down Snow from up above.
This counterpart was Rain’s true love.
When white Snow ebbed, sweet Rain would flow.
From up above, then came down Snow.
Sweet Rain, white Snow, atop each horse,
still ride the land and set the course
of when their seasons come and go.
Atop each horse, sweet Rain, white Snow.
By Andrea Dietrich
Inspired by A Rambling Poet's Contest:
"Rain: the Story"
Old Love
When first we met, that fateful day
Down on the farm, while making hay
I did not love you, no... not yet
That fateful day when first we met
With our first kiss my doubts all flew
I knew my heart belonged to you
In your strong arms I found sweet bliss
My doubts all flew with our first kiss.
For always now our life to share.
Forsake all others, be a pair.
We tied the knot, and took a vow
Our life to share for always now.
Still side by side as years move on,
Although the spark of youth has gone
The glow of love, it never died.
As years move on still side by side.
Swap Quatrain--lines 1&4 in each stanza, swapped.
Why'd we lament moments gone by,
when on waves of bliss we ride high,
so having granted love consent,
moments gone by, why'd we lament?
We feel by touch, caress divine.
Simply by choosing to align
with love, resting egoic thought crutch,
caress divine, we feel by touch.
Bliss ignition we feel within
bursts forth as rapture on our skin;
divine love and light emission.
We feel within, bliss ignition.
What’s there to seek, we feel complete,
having surrendered at God’s feet.
We dance with bliss mists, cheek to cheek.
We feel complete, what’s there to seek?
21-October-2022
Swap Quatrain
(a swap quatrain rhyme)
She likes to nip; she likes to lick.
My foot might get a little prick.
I’ll see it’s her. That little pip!
She likes to lick. She likes to nip.
Attacking me with small cat teeth,
she comes at me from underneath.
She bites my toes so sneakily
with small cat teeth, attacking me!
In her small mind, it’s just a game,
but I don’t like it all the same!
To nip and run, my cat’s inclined.
It’s just a game in her small mind.
A paper scrap she’ll start to shred.
And when I wish that she, instead,
would come and sit upon my lap,
she’ll start to shred a paper scrap!
In moments sweet, she licks my hand.
Those times are fleeting and unplanned,
but for her mistress, they’re a treat.
She licks my hand in moments sweet.
She gives a lick. She gives a nip;
I’d rather feel her small tongue’s tip
upon my skin than one small snick.
She gives a nip; she gives a lick.
for Brian Strand's 'COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (6)any form any theme' Contest
I feel unease, when trees creek so
(The stillest slice of night cuts deep)
As wind chimes chatter to and fro
From dusk till dawn my nerves do seize
(Alone with only mirrored thoughts)
When trees creek so, I feel unease
Strange things I see, when darkness falls
(Reflecting all that softly weep)
Soft shadows dancing down the halls
Translucent specters watching me
(The stillest slice of night cuts deep)
When darkness falls, strange things I see
At night alone, my thoughts do stray
(Exposing fears that silence reaps)
Splintered memories, barbed and splayed
So many voices – most my own
(A splintered plank, now blindly walked)
My thoughts do stray, at night alone
The white coats come, when daylight breaks
(The stillest slice of night cuts deep)
The blue pill helps reduce the shakes
First eyes are checked, then straps undone
(Alone with only mirrored thoughts)
When daylight breaks, the white coats come
David Mohn
Poem 1 – Alone at Night - 28 Feb 2014 (Swap Quatrain)
Poem 2 – Gloamings’s Razor – 09 Aug 2014 (Triolet)
Craig Cornish Intermingle Contest
Why couldn't we be best friends my love
Our hearts afire, once matched like a glove
Yet your eyes are now distant from me
Be best friends my love, why couldn't we
I've been the straightest arrow you know
I loved you from your head to your toe
Lately your love for me is narrow
You know, I've been the straightest arrow
You were the loved one, you played the field
But I got over your ball and healed
Love is blind, I forgave what you done
You played the field, you were the loved one
Do you want to save this sinking ship
Perhaps go into dry dock and grip
Or do you send me off with a wave
This sinking ship, do you want to save
9/21/22
Swap Quatrain Poetry Contest
Sponsor-Emile Pinet
N/A
Dear fellow soul, we chance to meet,
so let us make this moment sweet.
As of Gods plan, in our life role,
we chance to meet, dear fellow soul.
Each soul’s unique, throbbing with bliss,
so let’s be mindful, lest we miss
beauteous hues, that in hearts peak.
Throbbing with bliss, each soul’s unique.
What’s there to say, let us hold hands
in silence that heart understands,
making love and light, our mainstay.
Let us hold hands, what’s there to say?
We all are one, the one is all,
manifest as a benign squall.
Akin to the light of the sun,
the one is all, we all are one.
08-March-2023
Swap Quatrain
Look to the sky to witness morning glory
As rising vision writes an amorous story
Painting cosmic canvas delightfully spry
To witness morning glory, look to the sky
Listen to the birds for message they heard
As the horizon lit-up when emotions stirred
Blowing cheery winds chanting your words
For message they heard, listen to the birds
Every day goes by without you by my side
Waiting to decide, I see you teary eyed
Trust the answer you have, don't ask why
Without you by my side, every day goes by
Heeding my advice you echoed my voice
Leaning on destiny you made your choice
Trusting my friendship won't exact a price
You echoed my voice, heeding my advice
June 20, 2018
Placed 1st: Late June 2018 standard contest by Brian Strand
NOTE:
This poem is a Swap Quatrain. This form was created by Lorraine M. Kanter.
Within the Swap Quatrain each stanza in the poem must be a quatrain (four lines) where the
first line is reversed in the fourth line. In addition, line 2 must rhyme with line 1, and line 3
must rhyme with line 4 and so on, BUT not repeat the same rhyming pattern on subsequent
stanzas. Rhyming pattern: AABB, CCDD, and so on.
He was the hardest working man
Show business was his divine plan
Sang, danced, smiled with a buzz
The hardest working man he was
He twisted and turned with a split
Even made it into a dance skit
As the bottom of his shoes burned
With a split he twisted and turned
“Get on the good foot” was his kick
Throwing his cape made his fans ticked
Like “papas brand new bag” he put
His kick was “Get on the good foot”
He has touched the entire world
“Get on up” even young and old
The world will miss his music much
The entire world he has touched
Comments: Each stanza in the Swap Quatrain has four (4) lines. The first line
in each stanza is reversed with the fourth line. Within each stanza lines one (1)
must rhyme with line two (2); likewise, lines three (3) and four (4). The same
rhyming pattern of words should not be the same in the following stanzas. The
rhyming pattern may flow as: AABB, CCDD, and the like.