Summer Quatrains – Swap Quatrains 6-19-24
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Summer Quatrains
Silk ribbons of ice melt into wellsprings
With jubilant serenades, heartfelt,
Frozen heartbeats freed from rime flow on wings
Into wellsprings silk ribbons of ice melt.
The brooding nimbus bows to solstice’ clouds
Dandelion days doze in clover now
As the Dayspring moon chants reveries out loud
To solstice’ clouds the brooding nimbus bows.
The rumpled season rides on wings of change,
Dancing in the ether where dreams abide,
Somersaults o’re a wishing star’s exchange
On wings of change the rumpled season rides.
In summer’s sunlight winter’s rose arises
Past the melancholy veils of dark starlight
Opens silky buds, rapture’s surprises,
Winter’s rose arises in summer sunlight.
Nature Wonders
I stand in awe as nature wonders
Of raucous waves and roiling thunders
Rushing streams released as winter thaws
As nature wonders I stand in awe.
Spring awakens, her heartbeat quickens
A pulse of sap through bare boughs thickens
Fields of daffodils reawaken
Her heartbeat quickens, spring awakens.
Summer tangos in a seashore dance
Beneath clear skies of azure romance
Neon sunsets in shades of mango
In a seashore dance summer tangos.
Fall swirls in orange red fantasies
Enchanting dances of phantasy
Mischievous breezes spin into whirls
In orange red fantasies fall swirls.
Winter dreams of seeds in gestation
In the sweet hush of hibernation,
Silent cadence in snowy extremes,
Of seeds in gestation winter dreams.
10-14-22
Contest: Swap Quatrains
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
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To me, verbal Apology is only inflated pride
The good people don’t call for apologies to deride
Bad people for base vantage may go on their knees
Verbal apology is only inflated pride, to me.
Torment none, repent for past and dread for future
If you think you've erred, make the amends sooner
It is easier to eat crow while it is still warm anon*
Repent for past and dread for future, torment none.
While travelling over the world, a sad truth I’ve found
Those people we’re fond of, their feelings we wound
we flatter those of whom we have hardly heard
A sad truth I’ve found, while travelling over the world.
* Proverb
Inspired by G.K. Chesterton's writings
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March 8, 2014
Form : Swap Quatrains
Dr.Ram Mehta
9th Place win
Contest: Swap Quatrains by Andrea
I used to dream when I was new
Of midnight curls, eyes sapphire blue:
Long years ago, it now does seem
When I was new, I used to dream.
I must confess, as dreams are free
I didn't see you wait for me.
My eyes were shut, my heart no less
As dreams are free, I must confess.
Then years flew by; I woke at last
My childhood dreams became my past.
With just three words, a dance, a sigh
I woke at last – then years flew by.
The love I found, it went away;
I lost your hand one sunny day.
It slipped from mine, fell to the ground:
It went away, the love I found.
My strength, my world, I watched it fade,
Those years of light fell into shade.
My body done, my soul unfurled,
I watched it fade, my strength, my world.
The past is haze but I’m not done;
I linger on: alone, I’m one.
I fear my grief will drown my days,
But I’m not done – the past is haze.
The love we share, it’s all I need,
For though I’m lost, I know you’ll lead.
I’ll follow you and break despair –
It’s all I need, the love we share.
(a swap quatrain poem for Andrea Dietrich’s 'Swap Quatrains' Contest)
Deep into the mist, fog entails all gray
The trinkets of hair pieces has my day
Opens her relevant hands that fist
Fog entails all gray, deep into the mist
Lamppost dimly lights with an amber glow
Never a hostile scene just calm we know
Webs condensate even during the nights
With an amber glow, lamppost dimly lights
My path before me I can’t see the end
Fog has blazed its mark, surely it does send
Its vibe scratches my head leads tenderly
I can’t see the end, my path before me
I walk slowly, unknown the gravity
Fence blocks my progress holding endlessly
Light is glowing over my head freely
Unknown the gravity, I walk slowly
I sit, I sit at the bench which I passed
My mind in warm tears to what has amassed
Fog seems to have hurt me, even a bit
I sit at the bench which I passed, I sit
Contest: Swap Quatrains. Let's See What You've Got!
Sponsor: Andrea Dietrich
3/6/2014
Hammock of moon drifting like swan
to cradle night in brushed cyan
While tinsels spark on glazed lagoon
Drifting like swan... hammock of moon.
Luna twirls from rush of wind’s scent
As jasmines rise with flamed intent,
Enthralling my eyes as blooms unfurl
In rush of wind’s scent Luna twirls.
Starlight joins with glitters of dust,
On ripples daring to combust...
The passion in my bones, dethroned
From glitters of dust, starlight joins!
Swap Quatrains. Let's See
What You've Got!
Contest of Andrea Dietrich
*Listed as Quatrain Form
From the dark cocoon, the butterfly emerges,
Finally realizing she cannot control her urges,
To witness the beauty of the midnight moon,
The butterfly emerges, from the dark cocoon.
She flew from the shadows, out into the daylight,
The colors on her wings had never shone so bright,
She was meant to be here, her brave heart knows,
Out into the daylight, she flew from the shadows.
No more sitting alone, back in her little room,
No more hiding in dampness, darkness and gloom,
She had finally found a friend to call her own,
Back in her little room, no more sitting alone.
Andrea Dietrich's contest - "Swap Quatrains. Let's See What You've Got!"
She broke my heart, what can I do?
I can’t believe she fancies you.
You schemed to tear our love apart.
What can I do: she broke my heart?
She’ll see some day you’re such a creep,
And maybe then she’ll sit and weep;
But till that time, you’ll have your way.
You’re such a creep! She’ll see some day…
For Andrea’s Swap Quatrains contest
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