Sultan's Poetry Corner

[sultanpeppershaker]

Uh... anyway, this thread is where I'll be posting some random poems I find or I wrote... Feel free to post any in here yourself. I'll start things off with a villanelle.

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The Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem made up of five triplets with a closing quatrain; the poem is characterized by having two refrains, initially used in the first and third lines of the first stanza, and then alternately used at the close of each subsequent stanza until the final quatrain, which is concluded by the two refrains. The remaining lines of the poem have an a-b alternating rhyme.

These Castles of Sand on the Shore by Sultan Peppershaker

These castles of sand on the shore
Attacked by waves from the sea-frame
Won't manage to stand anymore.

The fragile walls we built before
Were the start of what soon became
These castles of sand on the shore

The building, so weak and so poor
The waves, beating the walls so tame
Won't manage to stand anymore.

I wonder, deep inside my core
If, for these buildings, we're both to blame.
These castles of sand on the shore

The sea emits a deafening roar.
The structure I thought would live to fame
Won't manage to stand anymore.

Like the balloons that started the war
Nothing remaining will ever be the same
These castles of sand on the shore
Won't manage to stand anymore.

[sultanpeppershaker]

The virelai ancien is a poetic form originating in France in the Middle Ages. It uses a tercet of two long lines and one short line rhyming a-a-b to build stanzas. Each stanza can have any number of tercets. It uses a form of chain rhyme where the long lines of each new stanza rhyme with the long lines of the preceding one, and the short lines of the final stanza rhyme with the long lines of the first one.

Empty Street by Sultan Peppershaker

Traveling down this desolate street
I think of the time we happened to meet
On this lonely way
But this ill feeling goes down to my feet
With her gone, I feel incomplete
Why'd you go away?

I look at the sky; the sun set for the day
Tonight there is me and the moon, ash gray
As I walk and think
She left my soul in a state of decay
It was once nourished by her love, a bouquet
Our hearts beat in sync

Completely distraught, I lie on the brink
I'm going slightly mad, I'm starting to sink
She left me distraught
Inside, I feel my spirit begin to shrink
Her love, my only missing link
A frayed lovers' knot

The only thing I need is just the thing she's got
Love was all I had, so it's exactly what I brought
I'm in the backseat
I couldn't live without her, and so her love I sought
But this old road and I are things she just forgot
Think I'll die on this street...

[werewolf1885]

*dons a beret and sits down with a cup of coffee to listen to Nathan's phenomenal poetry*

I only have one favorite poem. I read it a long time ago, in, conveniently enough, one of my favorite books of all time, The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton. It's by Robert Frost and it goes like this.

Nature's first green is gold.
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower.
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief.
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

From memory, that was. ;D

Don't particularly know what kind of poem it is, but it always resonated with me, so, there you go.

[sultanpeppershaker]

Ah, truly a classic. As for the type, "Nothing Gold Can Stay" is simply four couplets put together.

[werewolf1885]

*blinks*

Oh, yes. Yes, of course. Naturally. Couplets. I knew that. Who said I didn't?

[sultanpeppershaker]

Here's one that's not my own, but there's some powerful imagery!

"The Luminous Rose" by Robyn Hitchcock

Oh the bodies of drowned sailors and dead airmen
flounder upside down beneath the roaring waves
and the fishes eat the flesh from off their fingers
and the sea is so much deeper than the grave
and the pale English stone stands alone over me
oh the bodies rise and fall in slow motion
as the flesh gives way to coral and her charms
if you listen hard you'll hear the sea is breathing
and she's waiting there to hold you in her arms
and the pale English sun shone over me

oh the telegram is lying on the table
you left it there you can't believe its true
God finds you naked and he leaves you dying
what happens in between is up to you
and the luminous rose glows over me over me

[sultanpeppershaker]

Terza rima is a three-line stanza using chain rhyme in the pattern a-b-a, b-c-b, c-d-c, d-e-d. There is no limit to the number of lines, but poems or sections of poems written in terza rima end with either a single line or couplet repeating the rhyme of the middle line of the final tercet. The two possible endings for the example above are d-e-d, e or d-e-d, e-e.

Honestly... by Sultan Peppershaker

This may just come as a surprise,
but honey, I'm telling you now;
I'm fed up with all of the lies.

I know you've been breaking our vow.
Don't even try to lie to me.
I suppose you're wondering how...

The signs are obvious to see
Nearly impossible to miss.
You can never let anything be.

No dear, no goodbye. No last kiss.
I won't cry. You're no longer my light.
To think you thought you could treat me like this.

Just leave. Get away. Get out of my sight.
I'm not your slave. I won't see you tonight.

*snaps*

We have to snap after every poem.

[Zhalin]

*snaps*

[♥~Mel Diffy~♥]

*snaps* haha Just like a real coffeehouse. Dig it.

[Zhalin]

Well, it is called "Phil's Coffeehouse" for a reason...

[sultanpeppershaker]

And we're all wearing sunglasses and there's a smoke floating in the room like you see in those pubs in Amsterdam.

[Zhalin]

Exactly.....

*snaps in approval*

[♥~Mel Diffy~♥]

I wouldn't know what the pubs in Amsterdam are like... lol

And yes, I'm aware of the fact that this is, indeed, a coffeehouse, but I expanded the description a little to include all creative writing besides poetry a long time ago, so it's kinda lost its original purpose a tad...lol

[sultanpeppershaker]

admin said:

I wouldn't know what the pubs in Amsterdam are like... lol

Then you simply haven't been living.

[♥~Mel Diffy~♥]

If that's living, I don't even wanna KNOW what dying is. lol