Tag: Kyrielle

Heart’s Tomb

~ JezzieG ~ 5 Comments
A Garret Poet

Heart’s Tomb
Form: Kyrielle

With senses dead, I cannot feel
Without your love my heart is steel
In you, I found all that mattered
For now, my soul remains shattered

My ears can’t hear, my eyes can’t see
Words of love, no longer for me
In silence I am unflattered
For now, my soul remains shattered

My life is dark shadowed by gloom
My heart concealed within a tomb
All thoughts of love now long scattered
For now, my soul remains shattered

Within the tomb of my despair
Even my tears have ceased in their care
My heart is broken and battered
For now, my soul remains shattered

©JezzieGFarmer2023

Kyrielle Notes

~ JezzieG ~ 6 Comments

Dating from the Middle Ages the Kyrielle was once a very popular French form. Written in quatrains with the last line of each quatrains as a refrain. Each line consists of eight syllables.

The rhyme scheme is
aabB ccbB ddbB and so on

Example

Jamie’s Song by JezzieG

We walked through the gilded gateway
Towards the moonlit castle keep
Without a word, nothing to say
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

As silent as Death’s last whisper
We slowly move in the night creep
The night singed, her breath crisper
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

And we fall to our knees inside
The door before her eyes can weep
In silver light no place to hide
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

The moon sparkles upon her wings
The power of flight within their sweep
And we tremble over these things
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

The fear that on our tongues we taste
In saline sweetness feel it seep
Like dark-robed children we make haste
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

Too late! Leathered lids slowly rise
The flames of amber start to leap
In her eyes, her welcoming eyes
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

Our time has come at last tonight
The dragon children cannot weep
But now must spread their wings in flight
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

Vernal Senses

~ JezzieG

Vernal Senses
Form: Kyrielle

The first gentle kiss of sunlight,
invites my soul with its dawn ray,
to spend a while with nature's love,
wandering spring's pathways today.
Inhale the freshness after snow,
entwined with sweet floral bouquet,
from clusters of yellow found there,
wandering spring's pathways today.
Savour this first morning of growth,
that brings joy and hope as I pray,
tastes of life released from winter,
wandering spring's pathways today.
Musical serenades return,
as birds call their lovers to play,
among the budding leaves I see
wandering spring's pathways today.
Visions of sunshine saffron clouds,
cheeky daffodils wave my way,
my companions as I walk in thought,
wandering spring's pathways today

©JGFarmer2009

Dreams of Summer Love

~ JezzieG

Dreams of Summer Love
Form: Kyrielle
Theme: Love
Subject: Holiday romance

From airport to hotel and beach,
Come thoughts of holiday romance.
Eyes meet and drink as fingers teach,
Amidst the dreams of summer love.
The passion intense, the feelings real,
Two hearts in union, sipping wine.
Sun tanning days, lust moments steal,
Amidst the dreams of summer love.
Two weeks go fast, back on the plane,
Undying love declared goodbye.
Promises of letters in vain,
Amidst the dreams of summer love

©JGFarmer2008

Brief Intro

~ JezzieG

Brief Intro
Form: Kyrielle
Theme: Poetry
Subject: Introduction

A writer of poems at forty
A lady but not of leisure
I live in England, how haughty
My pet cats are divine pleasure
An eco-warrior I be
A wild Pagan heart is my treasure
Words and pictures set my mind free
My pet cats are divine pleasure
Now learning to write with flow
And classical beat to measure
Form poetry now needs to show
My pet cats are divine pleasure

©JGFarmer2008

Un Café en Paris

~ JezzieG

Form: Kyrielle

I sat alone in the café
A glass, house red in front of me,
My thoughts drift to that day in May
Waiting for my Parisian.
In love we walked by the river
As city lights glimmer all night,
The promise, now would deliver,
Waiting for my Parisian.
Time ticks by so painfully slow,
The right place, our place as before.
Eyes glance to the clock, will he show?
Waiting for my Parisian.
Sunsets over Sacre Coeur’s view,
Thoughts entwine with the reddened sky,
On the breeze, I pray they reach you,
Waiting for my Parisian.
My mind hears your voice sing in French,
How this English girl fell in love,
My lost dreams of romance will quench,
Waiting for my Parisian.
As the bells of Notre Dame ring,
Eyes glance one last time at the door,
And my heart in joy starts to sing
He’s here, my own Parisian.

©JGFarmer2008

Kyrielle Notes

~ JezzieG ~ 1 Comment

Dating from the Middle Ages the Kyrielle was once a very popular French form. Written in quatrains with the last line of each quatrains as a refrain. Each line consists of eight syllables. The rhyme scheme is

aabB ccbB ddbB and so on

Example

Jamie’s Song by Jez Farmer

We walked through the gilded gateway
Towards the moonlit castle keep
Without a word, nothing to say
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep
As silent as Death's last whisper
We slowly move in the night creep
The night singed, her breath crisper
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep
And we fall to our knees inside
The door before her eyes can weep
In silver light no place to hide
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep
The moon sparkles upon her wings
The power of flight within their sweep
And we tremble over these things
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep
The fear that on our tongues we taste
In saline sweetness feel it seep
Like dark-robed children we make haste
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep
Too late! Leathered lids slowly rise
The flames of amber start to leap
In her eyes, her welcoming eyes
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep
Our time has come at last tonight
The dragon children cannot weep
But now must spread their wings in flight
Here where the black-winged dragons sleep

The Rose of Love

~ JezzieG ~ 3 Comments

Form: Kyrielle

With eyes that shimmer moonlight's dawn,
reflect desire with senses torn,
at love's caress from head to toe,
my rose, she blooms in passion’s glow.
In gentle touch of moistened dew,
on lips of candied carmine hue,
entice my desire to meet her flow,
my rose, she blooms in passion’s glow.
Her hunger driven lust I crave,
as fingers surf her sultry wave,
open flower I softly blow,
my rose, she blooms in passion’s glow.
In heartbeats of intimate bliss,
the soothing lips tenderly kiss,
embrace time only love can know,
my rose, she blooms in passion’s glow

©JGFarmer2008

Rainbow Dreams

~ JezzieG

Form: Kyrielle

Crystal orbs lie shattered in dust,
As the cherubs of twilight pry
Angel eyes invade divine lust
In rainbow dreams the spirits scry.
Serene wings reflect metallic light,
Hazy sunsets devour the day
Expressions of dusk shimmer bright
In rainbow dreams the spirits scry.
Days fade to memories of sand
On the shores where ideas cry.
Mystics slumber within night's hand
In rainbow dreams the spirits scry

©JGFarmer2008