Rallentanda

Rallentanda

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Terza Rima Sonnet

Terza Rima form: ABA/BCB/CDC/DED/EE
Who am I?

your beauty was olympian and preordained
the river god caught a lapis blue nymph
by her mermaid tail and you were spawned

with an aura of orchids and eyes like ink
everyone adored you but you spurned all
echo followed you overcome by your soft pink

glow,embraced you in musk sweet thrall
you pushed her aside and broke her heart
reducing her to a vocal chamber of calls

you leaned over the pool to wet lips parched
and fell in love instantly, cupid struck gold
the face returning your gaze was poetry art

pity for you that nemesis saw this unfold
wreaking revenge for wounding echo's soul
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11 comments:

  1. UnknownOctober 22, 2009 at 5:14 AM

    Hi Rall,

    Wouldst this be Narcissus? You will have noticed my absence from your hallowed portals at New Formalism. My mind is still trying to get to grips with Shakespearean sonnets and here you are gallopping away with Plutarch et al! As for an oubliette, that's something I'm sure I could forget very easily!

    I'll look forward to seeing your collage. Take a photo of it and load into your computer. Or scan it, if it isn't too large, and do it that way.

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  2. rallentandaOctober 22, 2009 at 5:48 AM

    Derrick you are neck to neck with Cynthia .
    She cheated on the Persephone poem.If you get the answer to the Petrarchan one(believe me all the clues are there in the poem)you'll win
    the sonnet prize.
    Loading,scanning...I can write poetry but this
    is all beyond me.

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  3. Donald HarbourOctober 22, 2009 at 6:23 AM

    Who opened passes in the mountains,
    Who dug wells on the slopes of the uplands,
    and crossed the ocean,
    The wide sea to the sunrise;
    Who scoured the world ever searching for life,
    who restored the cult-centres destroyed by the Deluge,
    and set in place for the people the rites of the cosmos.
    It was thou oh sonnet struck Rallentanda,
    Beat upon thy corset and gird it for thy journey,
    For upon thee sets the wrecking revenge for wounding echo's soul,
    And this is justice?
    Fi, Fi I say for verily thou didst scribe a
    fair damsel, this they poetic nymph.

    I also enjoyed the poem.
    Regards,
    DH

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  4. Cynthia ShortOctober 22, 2009 at 6:56 AM

    Lovely poem to come out of this exercise, Rall! It has such soft and beautiful images, even though the subject matter is very sad. That damn Narcissus! Men are bastards! (except Derrick, of course) haha!

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  5. gautami tripathyOctober 22, 2009 at 8:00 AM

    I so love structured poetry. At one time, that all I used to write. Yours is so effortless.

    Have you tried writing terzanelle?

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  6. rallentandaOctober 22, 2009 at 8:04 AM

    Donald,I'm shocked to my whale bones by your
    very improper mention of my corsets.I have not indulged in corset beating for many years or restored any cult centres of late .Bustles and bloomers are my thing at the moment.

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  7. rallentandaOctober 22, 2009 at 8:07 AM

    Thankyou Guatami.

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  8. Rosaria WilliamsOctober 22, 2009 at 6:13 PM

    I dropped in uninvited, stuck around to solve the cues, loved the exercise. Is it Narcissus?

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  9. markOctober 22, 2009 at 6:35 PM

    Nathan made you do this?

    He should make you do things like this more often.

    So much to enjoy here...so very much.

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  10. Tumblewords:October 22, 2009 at 7:40 PM

    I'm still amazed by the talent here. And I'm not easily amazed. Sorry I didn't get here in time to win the prize for guessing the reflection! :)

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  11. Wayne PitchkoOctober 23, 2009 at 12:33 PM

    wwell im not a great fan of structured poetry....whatever that is.....however I really like what you have done here.....thanks for sharing this

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