Poetry: Cinqku

Tell me
Why won’t you
Fight for me too
I’ve slain dragons for you
What more?

Cinqku: 17 syllable poem arranged in five successive lines of 2-3-4-6-2 syllables.

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Photography & Poetry

Memories of the times we shared
Rush over me like sea foam
Hand in hand,
You and me against the world

A time when we had no care
All around the world we roamed
Hand in hand
You and me against the world

When things were simple and seemed fair
You always kept me close
Hand in hand
You and me against the world

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Poetry: Brevette

Fear
C H A S I N G
Bullets

Brevette: a unrhymed verse form invented by Emily Romano. It is a tristich, a poem in 3 lines, composed in 3 words, a subject (noun), verb, and object (noun) in that order. The words are not limited by syllable count, “but the poem should have balance”. The verb should be spaced to give it the appearance of on going action.

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Poetry: Balassi Stanza

How do you possess me?
You own all parts of me
Every thought I have is you
What power do you have?
You’ve trapped me on this path
To your heart, I belong to
Is this true love I feel?
I want this to be real
I’d walk through fire for you

Balassi stanza: named after the Hungarian poet, Balint Balassi. The stanza rhymes bbaccadda, with syllable counts 6-6-7-6-6-7-6-6-7.

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Two Sentence Story Tuesday

The soft morning breeze congratulated Katari as she walked down the street, her red pumps in one hand and a bagel sandwich in the other. The previous night was fun and Katari was not ashamed of that fact, and she shouldn’t have to be; she was a grown ass woman.

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Poetry: Alouette

You’re stuck on my mind
Your kiss makes me blind
Try to dream of something new
Your lips make me weak
I die when you speak
All I dream about is you

Alouette: a poem that consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines each, with the following set rules: Meter: 5-5-7-5-5-7. Rhyme Scheme: aabccb.

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