Icy

Mental Health, Other Poetry 2 Comments »

Hey there!

Today I attempted a Tanka, which is another form of Japanese poetry, two 7-syllable lines longer than a Haiku (so following the pattern of 5-7-5-7-7).  I didn’t find any guidance on Wikipedia as to what the subject matter is supposed to be, so I just went with what sprang to mind!

 

Heart on a snowy ground with icicles above itIn my element,

I turn on my icy glare

And smile as you flee.

I crystalise my might while

You melt away to nothing.

 

 

 

 

 

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Tetractys

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Hello!

Apparently the Tetractys was invented by Ray Stebbing, and the challenge is to write a poem in twenty syllables over five lines, that follows the pattern 1,2,3,4,10.  There is also the Double Tetractys, which have 40 syllables over 10 lines, going 1,2,3,4,10,10,4,3,2,1!

I had a bash at both…

 

In

the stead

of goodbye:

I refuse truth.

You’re still here if I say that you aren’t gone…

 

Then the double:

 

I

pummel

the air and

think bad thoughts cos

inside I am a frustrated small child.upset little girl

But I also have a real one of those

who shouts right back

so I don’t

escape

whole.

 

 

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Suds for the Soul

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Hi 🙂

A Shakespearean Sonnet was today’s challenge! As it explains in the link, the typical layout is three sets of four alternate rhyming lines, then a rhyming couplet to finish (so abab, cdcd, efef, gg).  At line nine there is supposed to be a change of heart or an epiphany, too.

Here goes:

 

Plughole of dreams, your vortex pulls at meWoman anxious in bath

As, dripping wet, I venture back to life;

The bath side is my seawall, shoring glee –

Over the top: reality and strife.

My bubbles popped, my frothy thoughts all rinsed,

I tremble in my nakedness once more;

Disarmoured, like a newborn, I’m convinced

Something to make me flinch will breach the door.

But here I am: cleansed of rash reaction,

With space to choose how I now  journey on.

Souls get nourished by a bath’s abstractions,

Then brace themselves anew with great aplomb.

The water left a scent upon my skin

To remind me I can face anything.

 

Oh, I forgot to mention that this kind of Sonnet also has our old friend Iambic Pentameter ambling about in it.  (That’s iambic, not baby sheep-ic, by the way)

This wasn’t the easiest write ever, but my melancholy amused me.  Yes, I chuckled at my own depressed turns of phrase. I am clearly going a bit loopy.  

 

 

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Mess Stress

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Hello 🙂

Again, I needed to visit Wikipedia to get the feel for what the first site had introduced to me.  I attempted a ‘Senryu’ today, which has the 3 line, 17 syllable structure of a Haiku, but is apparently more cynical or dark-humoured than about nature.

The syllables have to run: 5,7,5.

 

All this ‘blesséd’ messcluttered room

Is not so sacred when I

Want to entertain.

 

Yes, I am still decluttering.  We are, actually, and it is going pretty well.  Books, clothes and toys are leaving the house in charity bags! 

(They have got stuck in the garage because the charity shop wasn’t open today…but an integral garage still counts as a separate place from the house if you have to go outside to enter it, yeah…?)

 

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Blitzing

Childhood, Other Poetry, Parenting No Comments »

Happy Neeeeew Yeeeear!!!

I am kicking off 2018 with an ‘Ottava Rima’ style piece today.  The first site I read said it should have eleven syllables per line, but Wikipedia says it should be written in iambic pentameter (so have only ten).

It is harder to do eleven syllables per line, so of course… 😉

Both sources agree it should be written with a rhyming structure of

ab

ab

ab

cc

so I went with that, too:

 

Dust bunnies run, a monster in their midst: “Mum!cleaning implements

Tell us why you want everything much neater?!

We’d rather continue to be tablet bums

(Why budge when underneath us is a heater?!)

Just come here, play our games and have some good fun;

We’ll hug you, sit on your knee, and be sweeter”

 

“Alas, the year has turned – got my butt moving;

According to my plans all needs improving…”

 

In truth, it really is lovely sitting on our warm playroom floor.  When I was an exhausted mum of a toddler and pre-schooler, I took the odd cheeky half-nap stretched out (blocking the door!) while the kids played with cars and blocks. One or both boys would come and snuggle in after a while, usually begging room for teddies 😉 

 

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