Short Ottava Rima Poems
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Feeling trapped, feeling so lonely yet so lost...
I think I am loosing my mind. I feel as the world, is drowning me with doubt and with so much worries....
MUSIC FOR CHRISTMAS FOR SHOPPER
around the world
there are boys girl
singing and jingling
you can tell
its love in the air
by the HOLIDAYS STOPPER
MUSIC FOR CHRISTMAS SHOPPER
Wind on strings
Wolf solo sings
Owls hoot low
In gentle murmur
to sleeping flowers
Beware: mind invasion
of the subconscious self.
working its way by stealth,
through the population,
deep in each mind it delve.
That foment aimed at you,
ne’er take at face value.
SWEET POETIC SOUP
I stir this soup each day
selecting what to read.
I'm impressed with the way
how written words can seed
an image, scene or play.
Seems shorter ones succeed.
To read them is so sweet.
My daily soup, a treat.
This springtime is confused.
Its weather patterns strange.
Seems winter and spring fused.
What caused this rearrange?
Is it cos we abused?
Should our bad ways now change?
The climate's going wrong.
Just what is going on?
Do the best in all you do
With all your strenght and skill
Let your work be clean and true
Giving your heart and will
Using your time wisely too
With none leftover to kill
So at the end of your working day
Your work is worth your pay...
ottava rima, humor, poetry,
A lady named Ottava Rima
who hailed from Peruvian Lima
would write down her verse
then bellow and curse
All the structure just made her Scream-a!
Sponsor: Cecilia Hopkins-Drewer
art, august, creation, fun, mirror, nonsense, relationship,
Jasper Johns saw the number eight,
And he was illuminated,
Then he started to speculate:
A lonely number should be mated,
I need something with more weight,
And the obvious he deliberated:
Paint with numbers my good man,
I’ll draw them from the colours in my can!
Blue butterflies dancing with me,
Old stars come down to kiss the earth,
The happy birds are flying free,
A time for perfume, endless mirth
New silver bells ring… Victory!
Snowdrops announce the new Spring birth.
Cherry blossom rise in splendor,
As the winter slow surrender!...
Sunburn Is No Fun
summer, sun, sunshine,
Slipping slowly across the sky,
Summer sun in hot sizzling bliss
Permits no hasty alibi,
Neither offers a gentle kiss,
While ample creams will justify
Protective lotions we dismiss,
So, lest we blister, we must care,
Protective shirts and sunscreen wear.
written May 28, 2021...
Baby knows mother’s scent,
Find her in the dark, need be.
Mama’s strength’s all but spent
But baby nestles on her knee,
Head to breast well-content,
Imbibes perfume of famiy tree,
Loving there her essence, fragrance -
World’s best perfume in abundance.
Just a Thought
Went to the orchestra tonight,
All had tails, and gowns to floor,
Distinctive sounds, sounded right.
Came the end, conductor on guard,
Lady’s cleavage focused on;
Conductor’s baton now quite hard
All’s well that bends well, saintly true,
While conductor’s trousers? Steadily grew....
"Gosh!,by heaven who is this again?"
He flew holding unto the wall as it's aid.
It leaped higher,when the light i on again.
He retrieved as the shadow fled.
My fist strucked the wall,
To have it on the tile fall.
But the more i hunt it,
The cockroach escapes it.
desire, fruit, jobs,
For many years it has been my ambition,
And during that time I have tried my utmost,
To bring this most worthy plan to fruition,
In order some day to be able to boast
That I have more than realised this fine vision
Of becoming an intellectual snob,
But my intellect is not up to the job!...
word play, writing, youth,
Insisting one might was well be dead
Feasting upon dark emotional words
This is how the young have been led
Magnetic this compass for the birds
Signal sent be that of infrared
Drawing them all in by the herds
This be part of their pseudoscience
By misusing the cognitive science
An Evil Eye
rain, weather, wind,
Hurricanes twirl like a kaleidoscope,
chaotic fragments crash in pewter sky,
perpetual unstable isotopes
create apocalypse on land once dry.
Cacophony of wind does shear the hope
to quell hysteria in waters high.
The spiraled carnage in the wind does fly
outside the hollow of an evil eye....
By a slender thread hangs my sanity.
I am dangling just above an abyss.
At any moment, I can fall freely
Into the clutches of a nemesis.
Short moments seem like an eternity.
I have never been in a place like this.
I will fall into deep degradation.
Please let it be my imagination.
autumn, child, day, weather,
Autumn weather, it invariably seems,
As once again the days prove inoffensive,
Is not usually driven to extremes,
Unlike summer and winter, not intensive,
Content to live out its leaf-loss, harvest theme;
Autumn is the seasons' most well-behaved child,
No capricious weather urchin running wild....
abuse, age, america, political,
There may never be another time like this,
The year almost closed may have been unique,
We may never come so close to the abyss:
A pandemic and political freak,
A year made miserable by nemesis,
Shadowing those mortals elderly and weak,
And by that unpardonable excuse,
Indulging in his political abuse....
When serendipity ignites,
A fire burns within the mind.
Attesting to one’s new insight.
The soul with joy does quickly bind.
Then, leads a man to great delight.
Approaching widsom’s glow refined.
When providence is thus amused,
Intelligence becomes infused.
Ó November 17, 2011
When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail,
If those frozen spears should happen to fall
And miss the solid milk in pail
And Tom bears logs into the hall,
They might the young man assail.
They could pierce him like a knife
Could be the end of poor Tom’s life
Specific does do be this carrier wave
It was simply completed by thought
Around the world it will be the rave
Putting to an end all that had fought
In each individual to save
The incoming blast all will be caught
Now initiating brand new rays
All that it requires is some initial forethought
R-hyming verse written
A-nd poetry spoken have let
Y-our heart and soul open,
N-ot minding the woes and fret,
A-s the wide blue heaven
L-ets not your memory forget,
Y-our both eyes have read first
N-othing but the rhyming verse.
Topic: Birthday of Raynalyn Basabica (March 24)
Form: Acrostic Ottava Rima...
fantasy, romance, time,
If I could travel back in time I would
Return to the great age of chivalry
To meet Sir Lancelot and Robin Hood
In Merry Old England is where I'd be
I would raise my sword for all that is good
And kiss the hand of my fair lady
To scale the castle wall with the moon above
Just to spend a night in the arms of my love...