It’s hit or miss, or so it seems:
a stroll beside well-watered streams,
then all about, a parching drought.
Some days, cavorting in the sun;
on others, nary see a one,
producing doubt when they’ll be out.
But when it seems that things are worse,
sunlight breaks through, the clouds disperse,
and tender verses start to sprout.
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A Nove Otto, 9 lines, 8 syllables per line,
with a rhyme scheme of aabccbddb
There thrives inside the garden walls
a bloom that enchants and enthralls
oft' luring poets to compose
Amidst sweet scents, all others pale
Designs on ardor will prevail
when given the gift of a rose
Velvet petals in crimson red
lends voice to love in words unsaid
from hearts in which emotion flows
Written in Nove Otto Form (aabccbddb with each of the 9 lines having 8 syllables)
With utmost impassioned heartfelt clasp
He drew her to him with hot grasp
Dipped and consumed yet cheeks aflame
Rapid streamlet of fire found way
Blazed hearts knew not night or day
A flush with feelings she couldn’t name
It was pain, pleasure, joy intense
Neither life nor death, men can sense
Love is not love till it's proclaimed.
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June 14, 2014
Form: Nove Otto
Dr. Ram Mehta
Contest: Light A Flame by nette onclaud
blown apart her lewd locks of hair
stretching arch ready to ensnare
the dawn sets itself on fire
rain hurries down to douse the heat
soaked wet, vanity you secrete
earth also smells full with desire
hard log flamed, I burned to ash soft
now I lie, on the ground, pride lost
unsated, some more you require
Nove Otto- 9 lines, syllable count 8,8,8,8,8,8,8,8,8
Contest: Light a Flame!
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
write: 14.6.2014
Mohan Chutani
Flickering flame on window sill
Lit nightly for sons John and Bill
Showing the way home from the sea
Promised a welcome flame from home
Will blaze nightly until they come
Lighting the lamp the way to see
Home from the sea, wick lit no more
Flames from the fire, hearts soar,
Sons served their country are now free
Penned by Seren Roberts on 12 June 2014
LIGHT A FLAME!
Red glow from fiery flame delights
Toss more pine logs on this very night.
Stoking burning flames, taste the heat
of cozy lovers cuddling near the fire
Sweetly deep kisses that never tire
matched touch of bare naked feet.
Long , soft nights are a sweet pleasure.
Fine wine , lustful hidden treasure
Sexy tango surely can not be beat
Robert Lindley, 06 10-2014
Post for nette onclaud , LIGHT A FLAME! contest....
A NOVE OTTO....
........................THE THEME IS FLAME/S
Drifting through the small meteor cluster
Red Giants so soon lose their luster
Andromeda's spiral army
Where moonstruck the horizon hard
Atmosphere called her advance guard
Blue Dwarf soldiers burn out brightly
Planets are aligned, our brothers
Leaning upon one another
Orphan stars, no longer lonely
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So this is called a Nove Otto and I hope I did it some justice.
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