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Zazzles
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Poetry Contest

Write up to 2 Quaterns

Hello fellow  Duppians!

I will be posting my Quatern later today.
dig deep and please try and be as clever as possible.
I am naming names on who I want to compete
specifically! Although EVERYONE is welcome to compete..

1.Crimsin
2.Lady Layla
3.Crowfly
4. Criac Dealer
5.Hadesrising
6.Snugglebuck
7.Todsky
8.Viddax
9 Taryn
10 Nautymouse
11 DiamonddDave
12.David_Macleod
13. Spiltsunsets_XVII
14. Ken
15 Cyndi moore
15 Shakespeare sweet

16. Madame Lavender
17. Alistair
18 Devlin DC

I hope to see at lease a few of you I've listed

Anyone else wishing to compete please bring it!

A Quatern is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the Kyrielle and the Retourne. It has a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second line of stanza two, third line of stanza three, and fourth line of stanza four. A quatern has eight syllables per line. It does not have to be iambic or follow a set rhyme scheme.

line 1
line 2
line 3
line 4

line 5
line 6 (line 1)
line 7
line 8

line 9
line 10
line 11 (line 1)
line 12

line 13
line 14
line 15
line 16 (line 1)

2 WEEKS
1 OR 2 QUATERNS
Good luck to everyone




True Love, Redefined

One day she hopes true love to find,
One soul, one mind, two hearts entwined;
Somewhere out there’s the perfect guy,
For Youth has set her standards high.

He must be rich, handsome, refined,
One day she hopes true love to find;
Yet no one seems to measure up
And disappointment fills her cup.

The years go by, her nights grow long,
Her aging voice sings sorrow’s song.
One day she hopes true love to find,
Her definition redefined;

Simply a plain and faithful friend
To see her to life’s journey’s end;
For though her face with age be lined,
One day she hopes true love to find.

Copyright © 2003 Linda Newman

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MadameLavender
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Thanks for the invite & I'll see what I can rustle up!

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RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
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Quatern :- My Favourite Kind Of Day.

 
     
This is my favourite kind of day,
Birds happy, sunshine rays, clear skies;
My kitchen smells of pancake batter,
kids flipping pans, laughing joyful sighs.    
     
     
Mixing eggs, oil and water to flour,
This is my favourite kind of day;
No calls by phone or the door to say,
You're needed now, the office slough.    
     
     
We'll read and eat, we draw and paint,
With giggles and sniggles, it really is,
This is my favourite kind of day,
The type that blows life's strife away.    
     
     
The house is in an atrocious mess,
To see happiness nest, smiling away.
I love it all, in it's exploding spray;
This is my favourite kind of day.    
     
 
-x-
Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
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Zazzles
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Awesome I know you’ll do me proud Madame
Zazz😁👍

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Zazzles
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Brilliant Alistair, I truly enjoy the topic and you have that innate ability to bring the reader along for the journey .
Well done!
Good Luck!

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MadameLavender
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The Seed Harvester


I set my hands into the Earth,
caressed the soil, for what it’s worth,
and in the furrows, I did plant
seeds of hope to grow where I can’t

see beyond the remains of hurt.
I set my hands into the Earth,
to see, perhaps, if love can grow
and bloom from what my hands did sow.

If flowers come, I’d believe then
a part of life came ‘round, again.
I set my hands into the Earth
for hope and faith to spring from dearth,

but if it is not meant for me
and someone else is sent to reap
my bounty bloomed from toil and dirt;
I set my hands into the Earth.

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John_Galt
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A Butterflies Dream

Float upon a butterflies dream
Drifting down a river of thoughts
Nothing is ever as it seems
Strings of emotions tied in knots

Hearts that swing on willow branches
Float upon a butterflies dream
For a life of second chances
Searching for a perfect esteem

A constant universal stream
Cosmic forces of redemption
Float upon a butterflies dream
Endless wisdom acquisitions

Love and peace our destination
We push ourselves to the extreme
Hoping for an evolution
Float upon a butterflies dream

Written by John_Galt
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JusTim_
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Sandy Shore

We met along the sandy shore  
your sparkling blue I did adore  
that dreamy look I didn't doubt  
waves rushing in then rushing out  

I wonder what life had in store  
we met along the sandy shore  
secrets shared under stars of bright  
a gleaming hope throughout the night  

The sun arose before we knew  
you kissing me, I kissing you  
we met along the sandy shore  
secluded spots we both explore  
 
Holding close as desire craves  
we're overcome by crashing waves  
romantic scenes one can't ignore  
we met along the sandy shore
Written by JusTim_
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Zazzles
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      Taryn & Jackie

Friendship like ours, is truly deep,
thoughtout the years it’s sure to keep
it can't be broken, thou some have tried,
I have your back and you have mine

free from judgement, it's quite unique,
friendship like ours, is truly deep,
the special kind just like a team
We speak our minds, and dare to dream

soulmates and sisters we don’t compete,
When one is hurt  the other bleeds,
friendship like ours, is truly deep,
disloyal drama, we run from these,

blood In blood out, it is our creed,
We take our kidred seriously  
a special bond, it is indeed,
friendship like ours, is truly deep,

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Zazzles
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As always Madame,you never disappoint !
Good luck Malady!

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Zazzles
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Beautiful John, perfect!
Good Luck!

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Zazzles
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Tim, you really have some serious chops.. really enjoyed!
Good Luck!

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TheGoddessMinerva
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Plea

We throw our words into the wind.
We cast our pearls before the swine.
Then wonder why our knees do bend
at the detestable, crumbling shrine:
 
of Me and Mine and Gratified Now.
We throw our words into the wind.
Clench our fists and furrow our brows,
when what we really ought to do is: mend.
 
Restored relationships with foe and kin
could turn us right around.
But we throw our words into the wind
and refuse to lay arms down.  
 
Learn to use your brain and heart!
The days ahead require friends.
Today, right now, we have to start,
or we’re throwing our words into the wind.
Written by TheGoddessMinerva (Minerva Grace)
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I know I'm not on the invite list, but I thought I'd take a crack at it! nice comp, lady z!

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Zazzles
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It’s open to everyone Daisy and as always you bring it! Glad to see you good luck !
It’s up to two if wanna write another 👍

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Not Any More

 
Je ne voulais plus ton amour,  
Lost the fire of your pursuit!  
Burned by delusions of grandeur,  
My good name, now in disrepute!  

I broke the grip of passion’s chain,  
Je ne voulais plus ton amour!  
My will was spent to end your reign.  
Watch me walking out the door.  

I’ve silenced you, my raconteur,  
In solitude, I found release.  
Je ne voulais plus ton amour,
A temporary, secret peace!  
 
Now, drink the final parting glass,  
I swear to love you nevermore!  
Return to your own social class!  
Je ne voulais plus ton amour!  
 
 
Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
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