Monday, 19 March 2007

Journey of Ink----Deemed Sonnet

starting from nowhere, where does it end?
going on, stopping a while, resting along
saga continues, spirit being so strong-
circles, curves, squiggling at the bends,

stories are told, cut short once more, tend
to go off in a tangent, nothing goes wrong
as it has to travel miles, pausing for a song;
poised above words, jerked out; sends

signals to follow travellers, regaling anecdotes
of various stop over, amusing details retold
again and again which becomes part of lore

to be memorized; recalled akin to a side note
on the margins of a text marked muted or bold
this goes on until nothing is left of ink's valour.

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Rhyming Pattern for this is abba abba cde cde

20 comments:

  1. I get this sense of sitting around a fire, telling of sights seen and people met. Life lived.

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  2. yes indeed, agree with brian. a camp fire tale. a fable unfolding and given mouth to ear for generations to pick up and pass on.

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  3. Hello!
    This work is very good. Thank you
    have nice week

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  4. I like to look upon myself as not a tourist but a traveller, which is a big difference.
    Your sonnet spoke to my heart and I am copying it into my written diary.
    Thanks for leading me your way!

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  5. I am amazed by poetry. I can hardly put two words together that roll softly like a poem...I admire your poetry.

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  6. Nice job! You are able to use so many different forms, I'm impressed

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  7. A bon fire's tales? wow nice!

    Keshi.

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  8. Not enough adjectives to describe the sensations that brought about in me.

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  9. brian: I never thought quite like that while I was composing this. I was thinking from the ink's perception.

    cocaine jesus: Glad to see you here. Though I ha to brow beat you for it. You visit my gita blog, I know.

    kai, david, keshi: Thanks!

    britt: Gee, thanks. You are welcome to use it.

    tongue in cheek: Oh, you canwrite poetry. Just give it a chance.

    sage: Thanks. It is more for myself. I am learning the ropes for now. I can't write sestinas till date and one villanelleis yet to be completed since June 2005.

    steve: Thanks buddy!

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  10. time out from my journey
    to join you on yours
    thank you for this piece of calm thought

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  11. Ah, one of my favorite forms. You did a nice job with it so no more saying you can't sonnets. Good work!

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  12. Serious but serene !
    Drifted in, nice to visit you.

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  13. This would be a beauty read aloud!

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  14. Good rhyming technique ... wish I had some kind of form ...

    great story teller
    hugs for you.

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  15. Thanks all!

    Russell, I am writing sonnets but can't complete my villanelle. So frustrating. There are other forms that I need to learn too. That is only way I can discipline my wavering mind. Writing structured poetry does give me directions when I most need it. Btw, you are one of my inspirations.

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  16. wow, you're good at whatever form you choose.
    enjoyed this one

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  17. polona, sometimes my inner demons drive me to write!

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