Scarred Heart: A Sonnet*

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This is the first sonnet I have written on my own and yes, I am nervous. (Forgive me if I did not observe the required iambic pentameter!)

Scarred Heart: A Sonnet*

My heart is a pristine, clean, plain canvass,
so white and pure, innocently demure.
It beats in bliss, sometimes slow, sometimes fast
always full, always sure, never impure.
Like a blossoming bloom it smells so sweet,
brought by nectar– its fragrant honey flesh.
Then like a buzzing bee looking for treats,
you suck hungrily ‘till I’m left a mess.
My heart’s once bright petals started to wilt,
as the ghost of your love tears up my leaves.
Promises uttered broken without guilt,
stems wreaked havoc, buried in dark deep eve.
When will my scarred heart bloom and beat again?
Please tell me, scars won’t forever remain.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.

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In response to Daily Post: Scars and Napowrimo Day 23. (yes, I’m catching up! :D)

 

Today, I challenge you to write a sonnet. Traditionally, sonnets are 14-line poems, with ten syllables per line, written in iambs (i.e., with a meter in which an unstressed syllable is followed by one stressed syllable, and so on). There are several traditional rhyme schemes, including the Petrarchan, Spenserian, and Shakespearean sonnets. But beyond the strictures of form, sonnets usually pose a question of a sort, explore the ideas raised by the question, and then come to a conclusion.

*Sonnet

All sonnets should be:

  • a lyrical meditation. The sonnet should sing.
  • usually composed with themes of love, spirituality, nature, sorrow or celebration.
  • a quatorzain , (a poem in 14 lines).
  • metric. In English, the sonnet is primarily written in iambic pentameter.
  • rhymed. The rhyme scheme is one of the features that identify the individual sonnets. (The Unrhymed and Blank sonnets by name deliberately lack rhyme which technically would be a nonce unrhymed scheme.) See the Sonnet Comparison Chart.
  • written with question-answer or conflict-resolution structure.
  • composed with a turn or change in tone. It is the positioning of this pivot or volta that is also a defining feature of sonnet.

Read more of my Napowrimo 2016 poems here!

 

Winter’s Dance*

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Winter’s Dance*

*A collaboration with my Queen of Sonnets,who I consider a dear friend,  Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res.

Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.


Winter’s Dance

Barren land blanketed with brilliant white
Sparkling ice crusts  all dripping icicles
Bare twigs displays stalactites, stalagmites
All part of the season’s endless cycles
Winter land’s fresh page is like a clean slate
Covering up Autumn’s leafy decay
With crystalline frost Arctic winds create
Blowing snow drifts that fly over the quay
Flushed cheeks, reddened ears, blue-tinged lips, freezing
As I turn figure eights ‘round the iced lake
Teeth chatter as frostbites come with cold seeping
But I spin and ice dance without a break
In sync with the whispers of frost, I twirl
Letting go of all my cares as I whirl.

Image Credit: Pixabay

My deepest thanks to you, Mel!
It is always an honour to share
a single pen with you.
Now I know how to write sonnets,
and it’s because of you! 

Summer’s Kiss*

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Summer’s Kiss*

*A collaboration with my Queen of Sonnets, who I consider a dear friend,  Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res.

Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.


Summer’s Kiss

Golden bright sun shows off its glorious crowns
Rays that slice clouds into ribbons of silk
Beams that kiss fully bloomed flowering grounds
Those sapphire skies that invite us to bilk
Warm breeze embraces once frozen twigs, trees
Begs us to ditch work and run in the fields
Cloudless sky releases our fun-soul free
Fingers comb through wildflowers that appealed
Come sink,  swim, sing as summer’s zest remains
The bees’ drone keeps time as they kiss flowers
Soon shining sun will shy away again
Signal the season’s done in leaf showers
Earth tones will erase the colorful schemes
And pave the way for winter’s icy gleam.

Image credit: Unsplash

Spring’s Harbinger*

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Spring’s Harbinger*

*A collaboration with my Queen of Sonnets, who I consider a dear friend,  Melinda Kucsera of In Media Res.

Melinda, an eloquent poetess and a gifted fantasy writer, is the author of epic fantasy adventure Stars and Angel Sing. Visit her blog and take a thrilling journey as she takes you to the enchanted world of Shayari.

P.S. This is my first! ❤


Spring’s Harbinger

Spring’s come with bird song, chirped all morning long
White, purple petals of harbinger blooms
Coaxes crocuses, daffodils to throng
Transforms frozen sheets with colorful fumes
Flee winter, take your snow and gray days, go
Melt your sparkling stalactites, stalagmites
Take your ice and go, let your waters flow
Bid goodbye as we welcome spring’s delights
Make way for spring, wake you buds to new life
Let our soul sing with the chirping bluebirds
Their song rings in meadows where beds wildlife
Crafts flower’d scene defying rule of thirds.
The sweeping vista invites me to rest.
Reminds my soul to rest, yes, I am blessed.

Image credit: Unsplash

Note: Originally posted last March 28.