Demure

Form: Free Rhyme

Sweet and sensual, yet so outwardly shy
I cannot help but love you I do not ask why
My heart beats as your eyes look at me
From this sweet prison I never wish to be free
Sensual and sexual, feminine and demure
My eternal oxymoron of a love divinely pure
Your love feeds my hunger, drives my desire
Sate me my angel, set my soul on fire

©JGFarmer2008

Planet Caravan by Black Sabbath

Black Sabbath
Black Sabbath were a rock band formed in Birmingham, UK, in 1968 by Tony Iommi (guitarist), Bill Ward (drummer), Geezer Butler (bassist) and Ozzy Osbourne (vocalist). Cited as pioneers of the heavy metal the band helped define the genre.

Planet Caravan
Album: Paranoid
Date: 1970
Genre: Psychedelic Rock

Lyrics by Anthony Frank Iommi, John Osbourne, Terence Michael Butler, and WT Ward

We sail through endless skies
Stars shine like eyes
The black night sighs

The moon in silver trees
Falls down in tears
Light of the night

The Earth, a purple blaze
Of sapphire haze
In orbit always

While down below the trees
Bathed in cool breeze
Silver starlight breaks down the night
And so we pass on by the crimson eye
Of great god Mars
As we travel through the universe

Jeffrey’s Sonnet Notes

Created by Scott J Alcorn
Structure: 2 sestets with a cross rhymed couplet (the cross rhyme is in the 2nd to 4th syllable in each of the two lines of the couplet). Also there is a cross rhyme in the first line of the 2nd sestet (between the 2nd to 4th syllable), tying the 1st sestet to the 2nd
Meter: Octosyllabic or tetrameter
Schema: aabccb, (b)ddeffe, (e)g (g)e

Example

Miles Away by Scott J Alcorn

A thousand miles away- I hear,
your soft whispered voice so clear.
The gentle hush, of evening’s sigh-
Yet alas, you’re so far away.
My heart yearns and drifts where it may,
a longing I cannot deny.
So down I lie- night slowly falls
and in dreams I restlessly call.
Yet, you’re not there to hear the plea.
Oh, how my heart weeps in longing…
Pervasive, tangible, yearning…
You’re still a thousand miles from me.
Distance I see- in between.
My love, unseen, and miles from me

Rictameter Notes

Inspired by the movie ‘The Dead Poets Society’ cousins Jason and Richard Wilkins formed their own society of poets and from their challenges Richard created the Rictameter in 1990-91. Based on the concept of a cinquain and its functionality without restrictions other than format the popularity of the form has spread.
With no rhyme or meter there is only a strict adherence to the syllable count. Like the cinquain the Rictameter has a two syllable increment with each line, and a two syllable closure. However the Rictameter doesn’t stop at eight syllables it continues with a line of ten syllables then decreases each line by two syllables until the closure. The closure is a repeat of line one.
The syllable count is as follows – 2R, 4, 6, 8, 10, 8, 6, 4, 2R

Example

Here is the very first one by Rich Wilkins;

Treasure
Placed in your view
So close but out of reach
Torturous to all your senses
For they each cry aloud to possess it
Their desires forever unquenched
For the things some want most
They cannot have
Treasure

and his cousin Jason Wilkins’ response

Satin
As your lips are
Pressed to mine as velvet
Soft and full with rounded sweetness
Two gentle petals alive with the night
Misted in the summer beauty
Of rains that shower love
‘Pon your lips of
Satin

Kissing’s Worth

Form: Free Verse

Sat on the edge of the bed
watching
silently staring
at you
wanting to kiss you
wanting to leave my mark
so you know I love you
I see your eyes widen
as I coat my lips
in molten wax
before kissing your forehead
like a seal
a perfect mark of red wax
I know you feel the warmth of wax
and kiss slowly downward
as a red flush covers your face
and on to your shoulders
my kisses running their course
the course of desire
the course of fire
and I lay down beside you
knowing you know
how much I need you
because you will always know
in the proof of my lips.

©JGFarmer2021

Primal Touch

A Garret Poet

Form: Malaysian Sonnet

I celebrate your beauty with my eyes
In naked flesh there can be no disguise
My hunger surging within my blood; deep
Within me this need comes as no surprise
The primal touch that bids the heart to leap
To take a chance that love has found its keep
Inside each other’s arms throughout the night
As in our passion’s glow we drift to sleep
Can love be the sensuous divine light
And a kiss the gentle word of invite
That draws me close until I breathe you in
When in the morning sun we reunite
And as we lay here again, skin on skin
It is in your love my heartbeats begin

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©JGFarmer2009

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