Au Revoir

This month at dversepoets Bjorn has offered us a Sonnet challenge. Many poets struggle with writing Sonnet form, myself included.  Part of the difficulty comes in working with the meter and rhyme scheme.  I chose the Petrarchan Sonnet form...abab abab cde cde..with a pretext statement or problem and the resulting change or solution.




Au Revoir


Hopeful hearts rise and fall, undulate, sway,
revolving doors of full blown joy and pain.
Tangled in life's elegant human chain,
bloodied, tested by snags along the way.

Harder lessons living with shame and blame,

heady dreams impossible to sustain.

On bitter wings we lift to fly away,
need for healing by soft, delicate rain.

Lost in the amethyst eye of the storm,
archangels wrap their wings around our fears,
we follow our one reappearing star.

Finding repose amidst our Milky Way home,
the love inside through billions of light years,
we take with us in sweetest au revoir.

Sonnet for Midterm Elections

dversepoets  Iambic Pentameter

       
 Sonnet for Midterm Elections

How I would like to see a normal face

instead of this political Frankenstein.

A false patriot disseminating hate,

he's loyal to only himself, his goldmine.

His conduct not based on love of country,

he mocks allies, castigates dissidents,

disturbs the peace unnecessarily.

Patriotism is oft misunderstood,

exploited to suspend people's happiness.

His charges of fake news beg for real truth.

So while he is basking in his power,

we are waiting for his ship to come in.

We will rescue ourselves come November,

and he'll slip into darkness in the end.

Summer Nights

After a July break we are back to writing over at  dversepoets.com  and we are writing sonnets today.

 Summer Nights

In this burning summer of new love unfolding,

I watch you waist deep in water cobalt blue

Swimming, you wrap coconut oiled arms around me

We hide behind tall rocks and kiss.

Across the sky you will fly, and I could die

missing you, just days away from fall leaves turning.

Wet, damp sand i my hair smothers your face

Ocean foam ripples down my spine

It isn't fair clouds move more rapidly on our beachwalk

Remembering smokey warm summer nights

I'll find you in my dreams of yesterday

The light in my eyes will never reach you

when you leave me sitting here on a driftwood log

Thoughts of your lemony kisses hang in mid air

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Poet Dulot's rhyming challenge...

drive, side, night, lied, wage, saved, made, face, nurse, church,worse, purse, 
back, that.



Bouts-rimés (boo reeMAY) is French for “rhymed ends”. It is the name given to a poetic game of the mid 17th century in which a list of words that rhyme with one another is given to one or more poets who then make their own poems, all of which use the same rhyming words in the order in which they were given at the end of their lines.   Tony at  dversepoets.com  has us writing these today and the words given are above...


Lovely evening to go for a drive
Bowing, he opens the door on her side
His motive this fine February night,
to tell her his secret, why he had lied
about the strange work he did for his wage
For seven long years he had scrimped and saved
Time to honor the commitment he made
What would be the surprised look on her face
After the accident she was his nurse
Today he is taking her to the church
He will marry her for better or worse
In his pocket a ring in a small purse
First saw her beauty from flat on his back
From poor to rich he did quite well at that