End of the World (Ottava Rima)

by Maple Tree   Aug 7, 2018


Falling orbs of night are calling me home
beneath the flare of demonic visions
stalking eyes of luminary shall roam
dancing limbs swirl, causing dark collisions
dying victims whisper as crickets comb
riverbeds high and low for provisions
woodland security grant protection
as the forest mourns songs of reflection.

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A Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

one octive poem. abababcc

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  • 5 years ago

    by Darren

    judges comment

    Maple tree has written a lovely little poem here using a form that I have never seen before. I love to see new forms gracing the front page, as we could all benefit from giving them a go. I love the storytelling in this piece, as usual with Maple tree she has crammed so much imagery into a small piece. 7 points.

  • 5 years ago

    by gumshuda

    Judging comment:

    Having read an Ottava Rima for the first time, and that too this well written piece, I was in awe of it. I loved the choice of words as they added a mysterious and mystic aura to this sad poem. I wouldn't prefer reading anything else as my first Ottava Rima.

  • 5 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    This so completely sums up the blazes enveloping California!

  • 5 years ago

    by End Of Eternity

    as the forest mourns songs of reflection.

    Just loved the whole piece but this ending line is so so beautiful....excellent :))

  • 5 years ago

    by Michael

    Brilliant lady!

    M :)x

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