Hello

This weeks attempt at Bastet’s Shadorma photo prompt. A shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5.  It can have as many stanzas as you like, just as long as each stanza follows the syllable pattern mentioned above .

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I say hi,

And you say hello,

Remembered,

Liaison,

Though the connection is slow,

Still I know your voice.

*

Moments pass,

And the sound is low,

Recalling,

Evoking,

Remembering all we were,

Still I know your voice,

*

Minutes gone,

Memories remain,

Demanding,

Requesting,

Did we ever want the same,

Still I know your voice.

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Leaf And Life

Another stab at MINDLOVEMISERY’S weekly photo Shadorma prompt. I’m trying to come away from my usual rhyming format and this is great practice. I may only be an amateur but you gotta love a girl for trying.

For those that don’t know a Shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5.  It can have as many stanzas as you like, just as long as each stanza follows the syllable pattern mentioned above .

This week has an added extra of a shape poem called a laturne poem … the shape a Japanese lantern!  It has 5 lines with the syllable count is 1-2-3-4-1. So here goes….

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Threads of life,

On a fallen leaf,

Etched in time,

Set in deep,

Woven threads of history,

Float like air and dust,

 *

Threads of life,

As the seasons change,

Summer sun,

Autumn rain,

Woven threads of memory,

Scattered on the ground.

 *

Threads of life,

As the winter comes,

Hidden vein,

Hidden life,

Woven threads of mystery,

Buried beneath the snow.

* * * * * *

Leaf

And life,

Woven threads,

Weep as nature,

Dies.

All We had Was Love

I’m re-visiting a great prompt challenge I haven’t attempted for a while. Now that  life seems to have settled down a bit more I thought I’d get back to practising with forms again.

A shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5. It can be as many stanzas as you like, just so long as each one follows the pattern.

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Sunny days,

And fragrant breezes,

Lemon trees,

And honey,

Picture postcard memories,

All we had was love.

*

Rainy days,

And youthful teases,

Cherry wine,

And freedom,

Soft hands touching over skin,

All we had was love,

*

Winter days,

And stolen chances,

Babe in arms,

And tears,

Left alone to feel the cold,

All we had was lies.

 

 

 

The Stairs

This is my second week attempting the ‘Shadorma Photo Prompt‘. This type of poetry is still a stickler for someone who can’t stop rhyming, but if at first you don’t succeed, try try again. And I’m nothing if not trying………….

For those that don’t know a Shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5.  It can have as many stanzas as you like, just as long as each stanza follows the syllable pattern mentioned above .

 

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The first step,

Is the hardest one,

Not knowing,

What comes next,

Just follow the path that rises,

See where you can be.

  *

The middle,

Is where the chains fall,

That was then,

This is now,

Never look back in regret,

Let the shackles go.

*

The final,

Is the longest one,

Extending,

Far and wide,

Reaching the top will free you,

Take that step and fly.

The Book Shop

I’m a sucker for a prompt, and couldn’t resist a new one I found this morning, Shadorma Photo Prompt. I am trying to challenge myself to explore new styles, new formats. Trying to find my own voice in the chaos that’s in my head. They do say practice makes perfect, but who wants to be perfect when the journey is so much fun….

A shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5.

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Papyrus and ink,

The fragrance of age,

A scent of,

Stories past,

Where all the journeys travelled,

Are once more read again,

*

Battles and soldiers,

From the crimson fields,

The blood red,

Tears that dry,

And tales of all the fallen,

Stained upon the page,

*

Loving and losing,

The pain and the joy,

Tales of woe,

Tales that sigh,

And tales that bring your heart alive,

All that’s love and more,

*

Laughter and dreaming,

And a childlike trust,

Good and bad,

Ghouls and ghosts,

All that treasure to be found,

Smiles that light the page.