Your Face Paint is Dripping

Photo by:  kazuend

Photo by: kazuend

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

or so they say

But not every mask can hide the blurred lines of deception

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A few more lines. This time for Three Line Tales, Week Twelve.

Ambition (Ya-Du)

This is my first attempt at a Ya-Du, an ancient Burmese poetic form. I had never heard of it before until I was challenged over at mindlovemiserysmenagerie.

This was a real challenge for me. I had many failed tries but I think I finally accomplished it.

Here are the guidelines for a Ya-Du:

1.  Lines 1, 2, 3, and 4 have four syllables;
2.  Line 5 has 5, 7, 9, or 11 syllables;
3.  Lines 4 and 5 have end rhyme;
4.  Lines 1, 2, and 3 have climbing rhyme in syllables 4, 3, and 2;
5.  Lines 3, 4, and 5 have climbing rhyme in syllables 4, 3, and 2;
6.  There should be a reference to the seasons or nature.

Here is my poem (I color coded the rhyming scheme.)

The limit, sky
Dreams will fly, reach
Don’t cry, breach walls
And each day wake
With new ambition, your life’s at stake

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This is in response to B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond.

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After reading the rules again I realize that I messed up the rhyming scheme. Lines 3,4, and 5 are supposed to have climbing rhyme…not 2,3, and 4. Fail. Oh well. I will post this anyway because I worked so hard and I like this poem.

Shattered Peace

This tanka is in response to Heeding Haiku With HA: Be Inspired # 4 over at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie.

The Poet Reclining by Marc Chagall

The Poet Reclining by Marc Chagall

Tranquil silence is
No longer in my future
The cries of the dead
Ever screaming in my mind
We will never rest again

Our Hope

My #3linethursday entry.

Darkness tries to settle
In the hearts of the cold
But hope burns bright in the heavens

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Steel Earth

Milton Manor, Sutton Wick. CC2.0 photo by John Turner.

Milton Manor, Sutton Wick. CC2.0 photo by John Turner.

 

“See how everything is green? It may be hard to believe but the whole earth used to be like this.”

“Grass?”

“That’s correct Thyis. The earth used to be filled with all sorts of terrain. But after The Great Disaster everything was destroyed. The Core rose up and built the great civilization you live in today. We owe them our lives. Without their great minds and perseverance earth would cease to exist.”

“But why all the steel? Wouldn’t our society do better with some nature?

“Thyis, I am going to pretend I didn’t hear that. Back to your history book.”

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Warmup Wednesday! Just for fun.