A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
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๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐:
ELEGY written in quatrains; ๐จ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ-rhyme scheme, iambic pentameter. // ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ...
A slightly imagery laden elegy about where a couple thrived.
// pt. 2 of the duology: ๐๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ [๐๐๐๐๐; Sapphic stanzas]
๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐บ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐโ๐ด ๐จ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ถ๐ดโ ๐ง๏ฟฝ...
๐๐ฏ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ท๐ญ๐ผ ๐ฒ๐ท ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฎ, ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฎ
~@Aamii
Of ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐, goddess of ๐จ๐๐ค๐๐ ๐ and ๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐. Of ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐, struck dead by ๐๐๐๐โs jealousy. โ๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ, ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ...
Love, like life, was not a free verse.
A slight elegiac sonnet of love lost in its supposed freedom.
An acrostic elegy, with alliteration and rhyme , meant for today's prompt. This one's a sad love poem. Hope you enjoy!!
๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐น, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐? ๐ด๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ถ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ๐. ๐ด๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๏ฟฝ...
๐ป๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐: Marilyn Monroe
Art is the only fire that could devour us alive, and bring us back more whole than ever before.
โSo cherry be of thy rebirth by me, what thy trespassingโs stolen away.โ
โMourn, now mourn your mistakes, oโ murderous monster.โ
Three poem in the series โ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซโ๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ซ๐๐๐คโ to @aspendaoโs โDragon Contestโ.
With screens being the medium for modern writers, it is time to bid adieu to the handwritten relics of millennia past.
"It was like mourning the death of someone who died long ago. One you didn't know."
an elegy to the late, great Robin Williams, aka John Keating in Dead Poets Society.
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
๐
๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐:
ELEGY written in quatrains; ๐จ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ-rhyme scheme, iambic pentameter. // ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ...
A slightly imagery laden elegy about where a couple thrived.
// pt. 2 of the duology: ๐๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ [๐๐๐๐๐; Sapphic stanzas]
๐๐ฉ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐บ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐโ๐ด ๐จ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ง ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ถ๐ดโ ๐ง๏ฟฝ...
๐๐ฏ ๐ท๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฝ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ผ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ท๐ญ๐ผ ๐ฒ๐ท ๐๐ธ๐พ๐ป ๐ต๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฎ, ๐ฏ๐ธ๐ฐ ๐ฒ๐ผ ๐ฝ๐ธ ๐ผ๐ฎ๐ฝ ๐๐ธ๐พ ๐ฏ๐ป๐ฎ๐ฎ
~@Aamii
Of ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐, goddess of ๐จ๐๐ค๐๐ ๐ and ๐๐๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐. Of ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐, struck dead by ๐๐๐๐โs jealousy. โ๐๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ, ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ด๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ...
Love, like life, was not a free verse.
A slight elegiac sonnet of love lost in its supposed freedom.
An acrostic elegy, with alliteration and rhyme , meant for today's prompt. This one's a sad love poem. Hope you enjoy!!
๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐น, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐? ๐ด๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ถ๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ฝ๐๐ถ๐๐ ๐ธ๐ถ๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐
๐๐๐๐ ๐พ๐ ๐ถ ๐๐พ๐๐ฝ๐. ๐ด๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๏ฟฝ...
๐ป๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐: Marilyn Monroe
Art is the only fire that could devour us alive, and bring us back more whole than ever before.
โSo cherry be of thy rebirth by me, what thy trespassingโs stolen away.โ
โMourn, now mourn your mistakes, oโ murderous monster.โ
Three poem in the series โ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซโ๐ฌ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ซ๐๐๐คโ to @aspendaoโs โDragon Contestโ.
With screens being the medium for modern writers, it is time to bid adieu to the handwritten relics of millennia past.
"It was like mourning the death of someone who died long ago. One you didn't know."
an elegy to the late, great Robin Williams, aka John Keating in Dead Poets Society.