Category: syllabic poetry

#TankaTuesday #Dodoitsu

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A glacier in my heart,
icy blood, numb arteries
long shadows overwhelm me –
a dreary desert.

***

Trudging through the sands of time,
my feet hold the coarse remnants
a ray of sunshine might help
frozen emotions.

***

Life was a lullaby once
when your gentle hands held me,
when you were my warm blanket –
my beacon of glow.
© Balroop Singh 

Thanks to Robbie and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. The challenge this week is to choose any form of syllabic poem and use at least one metaphor in the poem. I chose to write a string of Dodoitsu.

A Dodoitsu is a Japanese form of poetry that is sometimes performed as a folk song. It has 26 syllables: 7 in the first, second and third lines, and 5 in the last line.(7/7/7/5). No rhyming. No title.

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#PhotoPrompt #Senryu #WDYS

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Crossroads

A magical glow
what a surreal sunrise!
Joshua trees gleam.

Morning rays beckon
an unknown chill confines me
icy fingers clench.

Unseen clouds cloak me
a rocky terrain restricts
memories warm up.

Through the yellow light
your hands reach out to hold me
A mystical sight!
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Sadje for the inspiration — Whatdoyousee #298

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#TankaTuesday – Shadorma

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Alma Thomas, Wind and Crepe Myrtle Concerto, 1973, acrylic on canvas, Smithsonian American Art Museum

Entwined

Open arms,
inhale the fragrance
of petals,
soft shower
of romance that soaks our souls
in the bliss of thrill.

Holding hands, 
feel the ecstasy,
the passion, 
the moment
of wrapping the pink softness
of unexplored path.

Do we need
any assurance,
any oath?
our souls know
how they’re knotted together
in the maze of pink.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Melissa and Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. This week’s challenge is to write a Shadorma series (two or three, I’ll let you pick) using the paintings in this post. You may use one painting to inspire all your syllabic poetry, or perhaps you’d like to use several. Look at the paintings, their colors, and titles, and see where they take you.

A Shadorma consists of a six-line stanza (or sestet). Each stanza is written as 3-5-3-3-7-5 for a total of 26 syllables with no set rhyme scheme. When writing a Shadorma, concentrate on a specific subject. Add a title. 

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#TankaTuesday – Butterfly Cinquain

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Behold…

The grass
drenched with dew
waits for the orange glow 
daisies toss their heads with dahlias
bees drink
the potion of spring with fervor
I join the children who
catch butterflies
with zing.

***

Betrayal

Fiery
embers smolder
within my pristine heart,
desecrated by Trojan horse.
ash swarms,
asphyxiating my larynx.
shadows crawl around me.
shrouded in fog,
I drop.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. This week’s challenge is to experiment with synesthesia. Choose a syllabic form of your choice, and use at least two examples of synesthesia in your poem. (If two examples are too much, make sure you have at least one example of synesthesia in your poem).

I’ve written two Butterfly Cinquains. The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic titled poem with the pattern: 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2.

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#TankaTuesday #Nonet + #WDYS #PhotoPrompt

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Fading Light

Have you walked the dark corridors
or sat buried in the deluge
where the soul strives to break free?
Have you ever fallen
down the cliff like a
thin waterfall
cascading
down to
sink?

Lost
in the
new alleys
of the valley
with no intent of
crawling back, they sought peace
in the echoes of nature
the glow of fading light lingered
slight hope flickered at the horizon.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and Willow for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.

This week, Willow is hosting Tanka Tuesday, and her prompt is to write a Nonet, and use synonyms for : The state of the world/ or our lives. This is according to our interpretation. We can use synonyms for our life if we prefer.

 A Nonet is a nine line poem with the syllable count of 9-8-7-6-5-4-3-2-1. It can be written on any subject and must have a title. A Nonet can be reversed with 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9 syllable count.

Many thanks to Sadje for the image and the inspiration — #Whatdoyousee #295

Thank you for reading my poetry.
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