Formed Poetry challenge #8

  • Darren
    5 years ago, updated 5 years ago

    Hi All

    It looks like the shadow sonnet has us all stumped. It is a difficult form and if anybody is still willing feel free to post in challenge #7.

    Now onto this challenge
    It is a Haiku or Senryu, but with a difference.
    I want you to take any poem from your account and compact It into either a Haiku or Senryu.
    As poets and creative people we tend to be a fountain of filler words or can go off on a wild tangent of stanzas.
    Can you take a masterpiece and rein it into a 5,7,5 three line poem?

    An example below of my poem 'What is love'
    I once posted it as a senryu, I cannot find it as it was on my former account so this morning rewrote it.

    What is love

    How do you know........the moment is here
    Is it the longing, yearning....or the anger when torn apart
    a minute alone a lifetime wasted, does hearing her name excite you
    sharing a moment, knowing it was golden, or crying in her arms feeling sad
    dare you imagine a life without her, soldiering on as a distraught singleton
    Is it those moments during daydreams when you forget her face, her smile
    Or the times you cannot sleep, because you haven't shared a laugh today
    I have felt hunger from the bottom of my stomach that eats from inside
    Her voice sounds like a ballad of hope, her touch shudders your soul
    Concentration long since departed, left you to lingering thoughts
    Only her image her aura, being have found a place in your mind
    Your beating heart races wildly when she calls your name,
    world around slows down when she kisses your lips
    nothing in life matters, she says she loves you
    you wonder, could she really be the one
    is this what love is, could be
    desire, hope, belief
    I should know
    It found me
    In you
    And
    Us

    **********

    Now the compacted version

    What is love (senryu)

    A moment arrived
    reflecting on emptiness
    love found me in you

    ***********
    good luck everyone.

  • Larry Chamberlin replied to Darren
    5 years ago

    Darren, your shape poem is exquisite!
    The resulting senryu is excellent
    Post them

  • Darren replied to Larry Chamberlin
    5 years ago

    Hi Larry, thanks

    the shape poem in it's correct form is already up from a while ago.
    here
    http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/poems/1235144

    I will post the senryu.

  • Hellon
    5 years ago, updated 5 years ago

    Joseph

    Silvery tangles frame
    a face spun with spider threads
    from the weary loom
    of a long life.

    Gnarled hands, twisted as
    the roots of an ancient oak,
    back... stooped by the wind
    that paid visit and
    forgot to leave

    and yet...

    His eyes are still as clear
    as a summer morn,
    his laughter, musical as
    the first spring shower.

    His smile? Ah his smile...
    can still melt a winter frost,
    and, once again it melts
    the verglas of my heart.

    He does not speak my language
    and still I know
    he's afraid of uniforms...

    --------------------------------------

    Starzec of the earth
    gnarled limbs stretch out in greeting,
    no words are spoken.

    *Starzec - Polish for old man

  • Darren replied to Hellon
    5 years ago

    This is great Hellon

    The object was to try and say as much in a Senryu as you do in a longer poem.
    Because a haiku and senryu are so small it’s important that every word matters.
    You have done this and That last line has a great impact.

  • Hellon replied to Darren
    5 years ago

    Thanks Darren...great challenge BTW.

  • Larry Chamberlin
    5 years ago

    The Fade Out - Sonnet to a Secret (part one)
    by Larry Chamberlin Feb 18, 2018

    For 15 years each time they made love
    she’d take hot water and a washcloth
    wipe him front and back from above
    head to foot as he lay like a sloth
    basking in their shared afterglow
    although he loved her ministration
    every bit he had of her would flow
    down the sad drain by her lavation.
    Afterward she would go back home
    covering clues, such a clever sleuth,
    leaving him in his apartment alone
    fading from her reality, his truth:
    a life he never anticipated
    but somehow accepted as fated.

    ***********************************

    her ministration
    all their love down the sad drain
    covers clues - faded

  • Mr. Darcy replied to Darren
    5 years ago

    Nice new challenge:

    each
    gulp
    flows
    into the
    next one,

    emptying now,

    like my chances;

    every opportunity

    to reinvent myself,

    pissed away, down

    the drain of dreams.
    .....................................................................................................
    .....................................................................................................

    with each swallow his
    regret diluted until
    he couldn't care less

  • Darren replied to Larry Chamberlin
    5 years ago

    This is excellent Larry. Both work well.

  • Darren replied to Mr. Darcy
    5 years ago

    This is great Mr D love the senryu.