Due Point (Terza rima) by richard lynn livesay

You search for perfect words sincere

Crawling through a tercet , up a creek

Then metrically breathe its wet tear

Catching with tongue in cheeky cheek

Engaging the Spenserian pleasures

In silence counting but then you speak

Of Keat’s” The Eve” and other treasures

As Susan B. says Terza Rima is prompted

And Shelly’s Ode appears in aba measures

My head whirls, my fingers are daunted

Then the Faerie Queen’s voice awakens me

To follow “The Raven” to chambers haunted

With icy stanzas, I reach for joy to be

To be whispers that roll from your lips

Melting my verse, giving wings to be free

I resist the nothingness, taking tiny sips

Then reach the marble alter of Endymion

Being obsessed with scansion and scripts

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Kevin E. May 3, 2012, 9:56pm UTC

Another great poem. I am not a poet but I can very much relate to your poem as I write my stories. There are some days when the only thing that holds me up is not finding the right word................when things get really bad the only thing I can do is to yell out a word i learned from the Norwegians in Minnesota........................."Uffda".

wendy st. john-devereaux May 4, 2012, 8:54am UTC

lol---i learned that one from the norwegians in wisconsin....lol

your stories are your poems, in a prose form

blessings

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 10:04am UTC

I appreciate the informative comments...I know no Norwegian but now I do, Uffda...mmmm

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JOHN BECK May 3, 2012, 10:55pm UTC

Thank you for posting to the Triple Name Club.

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 9:59am UTC

don't know if this terza rima is up to standard but had fun trying...thank you, John

JOHN BECK May 4, 2012, 10:14am UTC

You got it right, Richard.

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 11:53am UTC

wheeeu! wiping brow..thanks sir

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Irina Dimitric May 4, 2012, 2:00am UTC

Wonderful!

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 9:58am UTC

the wonder of words and how many choices we have to express, thank you Irina

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William Dotani May 4, 2012, 2:50am UTC

Graphically representing your characters in meter clothed in metaphor. Sounds very much like a daydream or getting lost in a wonderful memory. All is after all what the present paints the once. Lovely rhythmic flow.

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 9:56am UTC

Yes, it is an internal conflict I'm working through of free verse vs Form poetry and an attempt to blend the two. Appreciate the fine analysis of it William

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KittyKutabare aka Candy Pole May 4, 2012, 8:18am UTC

ooh it feels like a cerebral tongue twister coaxing all them little neurons into the chambers of the introspective maze~

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 9:33am UTC

slowly sneeking in the back door with pen in hand, I seek to wrap the metaphysical?surreal in form before the the critic wakes

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wendy st. john-devereaux May 4, 2012, 8:57am UTC

i loved this, complete with poetic references.....nicely done, papa!

blessings

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 9:30am UTC

I think I can said the little caboose...that is incorporate some surreal into form poetry and as the Gemini, bridge both worlds....thank you for the nice compliment, Wendy

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Ann Marcaida May 4, 2012, 12:34pm UTC

Oh yeah, this is the mind of a poet! Thanks for sharing with Gather's Luminous Writers and Artists. Featured and tweeted.

Richard Lynn Livesay May 4, 2012, 6:09pm UTC

I bow to the Queen and hope to continue on this train of thought and form the un-formed with scansion and learn the language and meaning that poets and critics speak on that "higher" level trying not to fall but become surreally real...wow, what a golden goal perched on the mountain top to climb...Thanks to Gather and it's wonderful people.

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