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Poems Writing 201 - Poetry

Future: Sonnet & Chiasmus


Day 10 and it’s a wrap. I did it!!! No! We did it!

My ending poem is on a new beginning. I applied the ABAB BCBC CDCD EE rhyming scheme and a bit of CHIASMUS in it, which is simply a reversal. Enjoy!

Future

Not GOOD BYE, but see you later ❤ !

It was just yesterday we started this love affair
Surely, one should have premonitions
Now you say it’s over that’s certainly not fair!
As I deal with my pain of losing love in slow motion

How do I activate my other senses to function?
Thought we had something good too, that, was too good to be true!
Will this path lead to light or unplanned ‘destruction’?
I gave you my ‘all’ for your one, seeking your one for my all and no clue

Yes, I’ve made friends whilst here and not a few
But how do I say good bye to yesterday
Well the world we built through words have stuck like glue!
And as we make sense of our play which began taking steps today?

Here’s to a future of new found passions
With poets of like-minds and no distractions!

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Poems Writing 201 - Poetry

Landscape: Found Poetry & Enumeratio


Day 9: It’s about any Lanscape, exploring it and how you interact with it, using Found Poetry and Enumeratio. I didn’t do the Found Poetry thingy but attempted to initiate Enumeratio into the poem.

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Land of Greens, Green trees, grasses, lush vegetation and flowers
Of bright colours and freshness.
With an expanse unending sprawled across lands, stark beauty for even the blind
The landscape looking like home for wild animals, undiscovered flowers and plenty reptiles
With dashes of dark zinc poking through bending trees and streets that lead to another in a maze so winding you become displeased!
Surrounded by hills that seem small from a distance and within arm’s reach.
Your innate beauty is untainted by civilization and too much technology.
I’m revived with each visit and lungful of fresh breeze, scenic pleasure amongst others.

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Poems Writing 201 - Poetry

Drawer: Ode & Apostrophe


Day 8: Had come and gone but I finally found the time to write about one of the drawers that holds something/some things special for me and others and that’s…

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My Office Drawer:

Brown, perhaps burnt orange or a colour in that family
You stand lost in a room of similar colours and drawers
Nothing exceptional at first sight …especially, if sight alone is one’s interest.
Yet words cannot describe the joy I see as I watch her walk expectantly towards you
And without thought pulls you out and just typical, you turn down her touch,
Refusing to budge…”get the key!” you say under your breathe
It comes out as a command, to which I alone hear and smile
But she obeys and minutes later leaves smiling and promising to visit again.

“I wonder why she gets all the attention” others murmur
Humming a tune you alone are attuned, to you ignore.
How do you explain that your uniqueness is in your content?
The joy of it brings to every visitor.
I won’t be so quick to give you an award, for I have
Sadness seen on many a faces when their expectation meets no response
When hope is dashed at the sight of an empty drawer
And hunger pangs ring on another octave!

On days like this, I come to your defence
As a lawyer and a friend
“if you want to take something out, you have to put two
So you eat one and I leave the rest for you!”
The same story lines I hear most times, “I will refill”
Some give me thrills cos I know it’s real
Others I shrug off and plan on my next move to sort you
In all, you hold everything that makes the stomach full and the heart glad.

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