tender, softest touch of skin
outside set on hold
lighting fires from deep within
to know and be known
quivered, quenching throes
sunlight streaming through the panes
basking in the glow
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A seguidilla, 7x5a7x5a5b7x5b, using assonance
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/seguidilla-poetic-form
(they don't all have to be limericks about frogs, do they? :-)
Her eye on their formation,
leans into the wind,
oozing palpable delight
at the sight of friends…
Just at the right time,
gracefully opens her wings,
and pursues in flight.
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A Seguidilla from Spain: 7-5-7-5-5-7-5 with assonance at 2,4,6 and also at 5,7 and a pause or break between lines 4 and 5. No rhyme is required.
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/seguidilla-poetic-form
Describes accidentally
being in right place
at the right time, something good
or pleasurable
happens, entirely
by random chance or pure luck
creating exult.
~x~
Midnight in droplet puddles
murky cobble stone
after a crisp whiz of rain,
men sound left alone.
Portal kept silence
into a magical dew
of faint world's absence.
9/14/2017
Contest: 'SEGUIDILLA' Contest
Sponsored By: nette onclaud
1. Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Verify syl count www.howmanysyllables.com
I walked the lonely dark streets,
I had not a friend.
HE had pushed them all a w a y
I ran in the end-
It was midnight, how
I prowled like a lost stray cat
but I smiled - MEOW
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September 14, 2017
Verse/Seguildda - 1
Copyright Protected, ID 939766
Written for the contest, Seguidilla
sponsor, Nette Onclaud
Fifth Place
The night has arrived quite dark
The rain has just passed
Midnight has struck, a puddle
Spreads on pavement dressed
By the light beyond
Harken the lamp does express
Water on the ground
Seguidilla Contest, used line #1
Written with slant rhymes (hope that is acceptable)
14 September 2017
I try to take a selfie,
but it saddens me!
The face from my good old days
I no longer see.
“A Wrinkle in Time"
could be MY cover's title
now I’m past my prime!
Sept. 14, 2017 For the Seguidilla Contest of nette onclaud
Inspired by line 2: I can smile at the old days ; I was beautiful then.
(and also by the famous novel title: A Wrinkle in Time)
Old sepia photographs
of our wedding day.
Fifty happy years have passed,
now my hair’s turned grey!
You still hold my hand
telling me I’m so pretty
true love is so grand!
Checked with how many syllables
Sequidilla Contest
Chosen line 2. I can smile at the old days ; I was beautiful then.
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud
09-14-17
Lovers walk on cobblestone
in a silent night
under lantern's amber glow
shadows meld so tight
whispers won't deny
when a Midnight rain is brought
to a softer sigh
9/14/17 contest Seguidilla
Lovely ecstatic new day
Slowly came upon
Sun's luminous radiance
Having heard at dawn
Dark night's awful scream
As new moon's obscurity
Shattered lovely dream.
Placed 6th
September 14, 2017
Seguidilla-3
Sponsor: nette onclaud
Verified on howmanysyllables.com
It was during days of yore,
when I was divine,
beaming and bright with rapture,
making splendor mine-
Elegant with lure,
combined beauty with appeal,
exquisite and pure.
SEGUIDILLA - Poetry Contest
www.howmanysyllables.com
September 14, 2017
I travel time backward fast
Reach the home I left
The young picture on the wall
My beauty it kept
Past smiles on my face
I tell time let me live now
In my nice old place.
September 14, 2017.
Seguidilla
Summer dims, the sun hangs low;
Autumn's on her way.
Leaves must fall and snow will fly:
seasons have their say;
warm, hot, cool, and cold.
But soon, a new day will begin!
Spring's rebirth, behold!
September 13, 2017
Contest: Seguidilla
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Theme and line to include: Look...A new day has begun!
7- 5- 7- 5- 5- 7- 5 syllable count
Line 2 rhymes with Line 4, and line 5 rhymes with line 7
SEGUIDILLA - 1
Soaked street reflects in silence,
puddles absorb paint,
memories of movement, still
moonglow of a saint.
Hushed squeals of a child -
lamppost relaxes. No boots
splashing midnight. mild.
9/13/2017
Seguidilla Contest
Alone on cobblestone streets
Silence engulfs me
A lonely strike at midnight
Reflections I see
Puddles with streetlights
Pulling my heart underneath
Drowned by shades of white
Heidi Sands
9/13/17
*Placed 1st place in the Seguidilla Contest Sponsored by: Nette Oncloud
*Checked by syllable counter
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