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#Ekphrastic #Poetry Challenge

Published on August 16, 2022 by balroop singh46 Comments

Today’s challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by visual art or photographs. Reena provided a piece of her artwork for this month’s challenge. Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry.

I chose a new form: Octelle and have tried to write two poems. It was challenging as I had to keep in mind the rhyming scheme, while writing a syllabic form.

The Octelle is a poem consisting of eight lines, using personification and symbolism in a telling manner. The syllable count structure for this verse is 8/8/7/7/7/7/8/8, and the rhyme scheme is aa/bb/cc/aa.) The first two lines and the last two lines are identical (refrain).

Aesthetic Coup

echoes of green, crimson and blue
pull me into aesthetic coup
of colors that define life
vague reflections croon with fife
yearn for elusive tunes
trapped in the maze of half moons
echoes of green, crimson and blue
pull me into aesthetic coup

***

Invisible

aching desires rest in designs
every single moment she whines
clipped wings are invisible
dried blood is divisible
you put it in cubbyholes
to sell the sagacious souls
aching desires rest in designs
every single moment she whines
© Balroop Singh

Thank you.

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#SpecificForm #Poetry #Challenge

Published on August 9, 2022 by balroop singh51 Comments

This week, the challenge is “specific form” selected by Yvette Calleiro. This form is a stanza of eleven lines, four syllables each line. (called 4 – 11) The beginning line repeats as the last line. This form has been created by Gwen Plano, I wish it had a better name!

Detachment

Unseen robber,
detachment fiend
cold and ruthless
insensitive
doesn’t know love
or emotions
pulls away chords!
with bleeding hearts
and misty eyes
we look at the
unseen robber

***

Grief

All pervading,
agonizing
gnaws at our nerves,
percolates deep
into the bones
embers smolder,
negate logic
shadows lengthen
to envelop
deep depression
all pervading
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to craft syllabic poetry.

Thank you.

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#Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt #Poetry

Published on July 19, 2022 by balroop singh54 Comments

A Sonnet has always scared me, I’ve never tried to write it. Then I came across ‘Blason.’ (Thanks to Colleen and her gang of poets in the blogosphere.)

A Blason is a genre of poetry committed to the praise or blame of something through the use of a series of images that support the theme. Blason can be applied to any verse form such as the Sonnet or Blank Verse.

I’ve tried to write a Blason, which was a three-dimensional challenge: as I had to keep in mind 10 syllables in each line, follow the theme and also write 14 lines.

Is it Love?

His love is like fire burning in hearth
His hands are nothing less than hot iron.
His arms clasp tight like a docile python
His touch mesmerizes in an instant.
He stands tall, towering over my face
Looking as if he would devour my lips.
His smile is like satan’s putrid profile
Yet his love for me glows like fresh embers.
As I smolder in his gripping embrace
He speaks in syllables that exude lust.
The promises he makes sound ambrosial
His expectations higher than heavens
But I admire his celestial visage
I know my allure for him sounds bizarre.
© Balroop Singh

Thank you Colleen, for the inspiration to respond to an image by writing syllabic poetry.

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#Golden #Tastetherainbow – Color #Poetry: Double #Etheree

Published on June 9, 2022June 8, 2022 by balroop singh42 Comments

Pine
needles
pierce deeper,
as they reach out
to gather the glow
of glorious summer
once again opening my
youthful eye, yearning to touch the
golden era that whizzed by unseen
while my face was buried deep in the books.

I am told twilight is more beautiful
golden glow is as fresh as ever
just the connotation changes
books are our precious friends now
the silence of thoughts thaw
as pine melodies
mingle in their
sagacious,
unseen
love.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen’s weekly TankaTuesday challenge, which has inspired me to create a syllabic poem based on color. I chose golden, a symbol of grandeur, positivity, success, cheerfulness and bliss.

I chose to write Etheree, which consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. Etheree can also be reversed and written 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Thank you.

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#Useful #Poetry Challenge Crown #Cinquain

Published on May 26, 2022May 25, 2022 by balroop singh45 Comments

A brat
bought me with love
wore me with ample pride
I protected his tender feet
from thorns.

our fond
friendship grew fast
each journey was lovely
together we traversed those miles
of thrill.

now I
sit alone here
he has at least ten pairs
colorful and brighter than me –
new charms.

my plight:
dumped in the yard
glum, I stare at the stars
and presume my uselessness
adrift.

Thanks to Colleen for a weekly TankaTuesday challenge, which asks for any syllabic form based on the theme prompt. This week’s theme is “Useful.”
This poem is a Crown Cinquain, five stanzas, each with syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2.
Thanks for the inspiration Colleen.

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