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This was created for the CPC Wonderful Wednesday poetry challenge. Hostesses Lady Seda and Sharonlee seek writes about "The Impossible Dream." I did mine as an Utny, a reverse Eintou form I invented last Spring, a seven line poem of 8-6-4-2-4-6-8 syllables.
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This was another write for Cheryl's Poetic Playhouse poetry challenge on the CPC. Cheryl's topic is walls. 
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This was produced for the CPC Cheryl's Poetic Playhouse. Cheryl wants writes about walls.
WallFlier
Staring at these fourteen walls
with all my fourteen hundred eyes,
I am a fly upon a wall,
really a spirit in disguise.
It is a tavern on the green
where fourteen fell off a wagon,
forgot the bad of where they'd been
inside a thekadessaragon.
While I, a fly, fly down upon
the scene of this strange fable,
to sip a while from a cup on
a fourteen sided table.
Fourteen thousand years before
when I was such like these fourteen,
fourteen years old, a tiger's roar
brought death before much life I'd seen.
Now as a fly upon a wall,
I heed reincarnation's call.
My fourteen hundred eyes see all,
and into life I fly withall!
Copyright December 14th 2010 RGD
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I cowrote this with Lady "Cheryl" Death for the CPC Magic Monday poetry challenge. Hosts JT and Mary Margaret want writes about "the magic of giving."
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This was written for the CPC Saturday Sojourn poetry challenge. Hosts Lady Seda and A Rhodi wanted writes about rain. This was delayed posting here due to problems I had getting photobucket to work properly.
Cabin Fever
In a cabin in deep dark woods
by a lake and a small boat dock,
they snuggled and enjoyed their goods.
They paid no heed to watch or clock
while torrent rained down on tin roof
by a lake and a small boat dock.
Thunderclaps gave further proof
the storm outside was raging on
while torrent rained down on tin roof.
In fireplace glow neither looked wan
and slow lovemaking kept them warm.
The storm outside was raging on.
Hot hands explored each other's form
emboldened by sweet dinner wine
and slow lovemaking kept them warm.
Two lovers feeling very fine
in evening designed to dine
in a cabin in deep dark woods
they snuggled and enjoyed their goods.
Copyright December 10th 2010 RGD
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Termination?
Virtuous man had created,
after much tyrannous turmoil,
perfect freedom, though belated.
To the powerful he played foil
ordered for benefit of all,
after much tyrannous turmoil.
In this nation, many stood tall,
free to pursue prosperity,
ordered for benefit of all.
Ten generations knew plenty
because they could keep what they earned,
free to pursue prosperity.
Till one day, tools who never learned
stopped believing plenty had come
because they could keep what they earned.
New generations, deaf and dumb,
stopped believing plenty had come
from what virtuous man had made:
Perfect freedom. They let it fade.
Copyright December 11th 2010 RGD
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This was written for the CPC Friday Fling poetry challenge. Michelle K and I are challenging writers to create a Terzanelle about a favorite animal.
The Gazelle's Terzanelle
This poem is called a Terzanelle
(The second and first lines don't rhyme.)
It is about the fast Gazelle.
It's not a poem that you can mime.
To write one will take up some time.
(The second and first lines don't rhyme.)
Gazelles can stop upon a dime.
They are agile, hardy critters.
To ride one would be so sublime.
Gazelles drop small Gazelle fritters
all over hot dry tropic plains.
They are agile, hardy critters.
Gazelles do not have real large brains.
But they know how to eat and run
all over hot dry tropic plains.
If Lions catch them, they are done.
Being eaten is not much fun.
This poem is called a Terzanelle.
It is about the fast Gazelle.
Copyright December 9th 2010 RGD
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This is a Special preview for the CPC Friday Fling Poetry challenge. Poems should be posted there when the blog opens at 9 P.M. EST.
Friday Fling #111 12/10/10
In much of the country this time of year, it is difficult for pets to be outside for extended periods. Cold winds, snow and ice take their toll. That got us thinking about our favorite animals and what makes them happy.
As many of you know, my cohost Michelle K. is a master of poetry formats. She has never been known to find one she could not handle well! At least I have never known her to falter at formal poetry. I asked her choose this week’s format, so she picked one of her favorites, the Terzanelle, defined by ShadowPoetry.com as
a poetry type which is a combination of the villanelle and the
terza rima forms. It is a 19-line poem consisting of five interlocking triplets/tercets plus a concluding quatrain in which the first and third lines of the first triplet appear as refrains. The middle line of each triplet is repeated, reappearing as the last line of the succeeding triplet with the exception of the center line of the next-to-the-last stanza which appears in the quatrain. The rhyme and refrain scheme for the triplets is as follows:
1. A
2. B
3. A
4. b
5. C
6. B
7. c
8. D
9. C
10. d
11. E
12. D
13. e
14. F
15. E
Ending Type 1:
16. f
17. A
18. F
19. A
Ending Type 2:
16. f
17. F
18. A
19. A
Each line of the poem should be the same metrical length.
September
September, drifting in with glow of moon,
You stifle Summer’s ardor. . . and she grieves.
In guise of fire, then Fall comes all too soon.
Your breath grows cool. You’ll blow and loosen leaves.
The hills and woodlands will reflect new hues.
You stifle Summer’s ardor. . . and she grieves.
In Autumn’s chill, the colors are a ruse.
For as you pass, the trees are set ablaze.
The hills and woodlands then reflect new hues.
Though warmth may linger through your final days,
old Sun is waning, yet he still seems strong!
For as you pass, the trees are set ablaze.
September, you’re a melancholy song.
Though time be short, you paint a brilliant dusk!
Old sun is waning, yet he still seems strong.
October looms. . . Your ending will be brusque.
September, drifting in with glow of moon,
though time be short, you paint a brilliant dusk.
In guise of fire, then Fall comes all too soon.
Copyright © 2006 Andrea Dietrich
This week the Friday Fling writes Terzanelles about our favorite animals!
Be sure to take some time to enjoy your fellow pals’ anim(al)ations. Then do your best to enjoy your weekend in as much comfort as possible under the circumstances! -Bob/Scotorum and Michelle K.
As usual, should you not feel comfy with this week’s challenge, you may post anything you have recently produced on any topic and in any format or lack thereof that you prefer, as long as it is suitable for our family blog group’s eyes and minds.
Fickle Finger of Fate Award For December 3rd
Congratulations Cherie!
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This was created for the CPC Cheryl's Poetic Playhouse, where Cheryl's challenge was to write a "Mirror Alliteration." I added to the challenge by doing mine as a double Acrostic from the title. 
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