A new challenge thingo

[Alaeha]

I'd pretty much run out of ideas and have been unable to write much of late... but with Salinye's return has come mention of these, so I may as well at least try to continue these, as it appears that they haven't universally faded from memory... though I'm ashamed to admit that I had forgotten them myself with everything else I've been trying to sort out of late.

 

I'm just trying to get this thing going again at this point, so I'll take something cheap and easy. It's a good exercise though.

 

Make a stanza of at least four lines with an even rhythm (a rhythm of your choice) with a rhyme scheme (if you can call this a scheme) of AAAA etc etc ad nauseum. (Every line rhymes with every other rhyme) Preferably perfect rhymes, such as Shock, Rock, Walk, Caulk, Chalk, Chock, Lock, etc. (As opposed to imperfect rhymes, such as Time, Sign, and such)

 

And with little further ado, my poor example:

 

Regret is such a burden, I can't bear

to think of what I had. Love is so rare.

You can't change feelings like the clothes you wear,

much as I wish I could, for then I'd tear

myself from this depression. It's unfair

that one can crush another without care

(or nearly so) like shedding so much hair.

But this is getting boring, I'm aware,

so now I'll end this demonstrating dare.

 

(Not that good, but it's hard to say much within such confines. It's easier to write a sonnet)

[Damon Inferel]

Hn, this could prove to be rather interesting. I suppose I could give it a shot. I can rhyme almost anything.

 

 

The time for play is over now

I wish it would go on somehow

But I need to eat my Chinese chow

And later feed my gluttonous sow

So I bid you adieu with a courteous bow

Perhaps you could come and attend my cow

Such predicaments wrinkle my brow

I should have taken up silence, a difficult vow...

 

Is that okay? Meow! ><

[Alaeha]

*Laughs* I like that.

[Salinye]

Well, I went ahead and wrote a little diddy for this challenge, and I have to say, I have little to no emotional connection to the feeling of the poem. However, I can remember a time when perhaps I had, and I know there are many people who still feel this way from time to time. It feels a little sing songy to me, but oh well! Here it is!!

 

Misunderstood

 

Everyone telling me to act my age,

But they can not see past my cloak of rage.

 

The book of life-I read lines from a page,

Rehearsed like an actor, upon a stage.

 

Feelings and emotions are hard to gauge,

When observing from within one’s own cage.

 

I’d like to be whisked away by a mage,

Left only the scent of me, perhaps sage

[WrenWind]

So many times I try

Only to be caught up in your lie

They tell me now that you could die

Now all I can do is cry

Till all emotion had run dry.

Take a breath and heave a sigh

Try to cut the binding tie

Turn may back and say good bye

[Sorciere]

A small young child that wants to fly

Is told by mom that she will die

If she leaps into the sky

For she is not a bird up high

The child looks down and starts to cry

'Oh mommy please, just let me try'

Mother looks with threatening eye

And bribes young child with apple pie.

[Scarlett O'Harpy]

I'll sing you a song where the thrills

of the world, combine with the chills

as new ills are unfurled. Soft trills

from their tongues belie reddening spills -

resounding with top-notes of fingers in tills.

 

 

Gratis,

 

Harpy.