Short Sestet Poems
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you walked out of my dreams
into my life that day
the day that changed my life
when you became my wife
and filled my life with love
that date I met true love
How do I know the pen is she
in just the words on screen.
Her little twists of language
her voice then smiles between
the lines of prose and poetry;
I know it's her I've seen.
Strength a labor of time,
A work which breaks bones,
An effort which I have made mine,
While I work once again,
This time I work with friends,
With this I can go through the pain.
The story of my life is wild;
New interests suddenly sprout
outdated habits get tossed out;
Focus sharpens as the years pass
led by an internal compass;
Connected to that inner child,
Beauty of Paris rising high
Such massive latticework is seen
At night a golden color's view
Three levels given public's try
Restaurants on levels are keen
This tower's sight could be for you
I am thankfully sitting tight
In delightful, peltdown sprinkle
Amid crashing, sky blue delight
Waiting now on a sun twinkle
Ready for the shine to ignite
While vowel chimes- my brain jingle
IN THE HERE & NOW
we seek,but can never climb
the knowledge tree to the sky-
wisdom has,its limits,you see;
we can taste,the tree of life
sans any,struggle or strife-
just a turn,&we forever be
Diana draws her opal swans
Cross purple skies and bluer seas.
And Phoebus, not so far behind,
Pulls tight the reins of fiery steeds
And lets a blazing blink of sphere
Across the endless waving meads.
Winter's chill brings frost and snow,
The icy winds that fiercely blow,
The silent night, a starlit sky,
The gentle flakes that softly fly,
The snowman stands, a jolly sight,
Lit by the moon so fresh and white.
Being and becoming are creations
Of indispensable creative imaginations
No being is, yet as it is perceived
Needing to be seen to be retrieved
Infinite as nothing, fixed as numbers
Eternal insofar as one remembers
A blooming tree brings joy unseen -
But felt is joy, but felt is green!
Soon spring-born birds burst through the scene.
We watch them pick and pluck and preen,
And only fools would intervene
With this most exquisite routine.
Strict Iambic form- should
Set fourteen rhyming lines:
Syllables checked, ten each
Spread 'tween Pentameter.
Staged in eight-line Octave
Summed wisely with Sestet,
Sealed with ending Couplet.
Oh, thou art of the greatest mystery,
an enigma of time and place and space
flitting with ethereal quality.
Mind not paling stars that surround this place.
They languish in comparison to thee,
whose soul reflects from thy radiant face.
September puts a Spring in my Step.
Like a newborn lamb I frolic about
Running through fields of newly grown grass
With a smile on my face I sing and shout.
With Winter gone, I now enjoy you.
Beautiful Spring, I’m so glad you are out.
Amid the scented purple fields I see
My soul; in circles of a love divine
Reborn in sacred sips of blood red wine
Uniting the soul above and below
These lavender fields bring a mystery
Innocent again beneath lunar glow.
Form: Wordswoth's Sestet
Will you soon speak to me of thy love, Joan
Tell me that you want me as I want you
Can I endure a callous bile adieu
from thy lips most cerise, soft, tender, sweet,
from those which solely I have ever known.
Let’s share, inamorata, time is fleet.
Whispering reeds sway in the breeze
As water flow to meet the boat
On top of which lies golden hair
Exiled for which of unknown deeds
Gently rocking away she floats
As yellow flecks light up the air
VunC, Senses For A Sestet
Date: 09/11/2013
The voice speaks from deep within
A picture, words, a message sends
Sometimes a landscape triggers thoughts
Overflowing words tumble out
Thoughts that only God sends, no doubt
Words freely tumble, God has wrought
Form: Spanish Sestet
Do you not know I’ve always loved you?
That I have a good life for you in mind.
Come be with me, dear Joan, throughout your time
Your needs will be small, thy wants ever few,
To you lass I will never be unkind.
As my good wife our stay together prime.
Belshazzar had a feast
before seeing the writing on the wall,
Quickly,falling,from the greatest to the least,
for dead-men,don't walk tall-
When lives are on God's scale
Only the just* ,live to tell the tale.
*justified This sestet inspired by Daniel 5
September is slowly slipping away
Colours, they are changing day after day
Trees are shedding their lovely leafy charms
All is becoming quiet on the farms
Excitement is growing in each child's heart
Anticipating Santa's's sleigh ride start.
Small iambic form named
Sonnet- is quite succinct
Scripted in fourteen lines
Sundered into three parts:
Stage- outlined in Octave
Sestet- four-line feedback
Summation- last two lines.
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A sleepy day upon the couch:
while little Vivi takes a nap,
I, too, will catch a little rest.
I hope she doesn’t wake a grouch,
or with a diaper that is slap
full of a word you may have guessed.
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A sestet, iambic tetrameter with abcabc rhyme scheme.
Belshazzar had a feast
before seeing the writing on the wall,
Quickly,falling,from the greatest to the least,
for dead-men,don't walk tall-
When lives are on God's scale
Only the just,live to tell the tale.
This sestet inspired by Daniel 5
| Year Posted 2010
In childhood innocence learning to walk,
A journey begins on open pathway,
And the minds seeks the beauty in a day,
Embracing joy and facing problems strife,
Open the ears now to hear nature talk,
The guiding hand on this journey of life.
Form: Wordsworth's Sestet