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May Forms Challenge - Update

Journal Entry: Mon May 21, 2012, 8:35 AM

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May 2nd - May 23rd: Entries accepted
May 24th - May 30th: Voting/Polls
May 31st - Champion Announced

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Submit entries into the Contest Submissions folder.

You may submit more than one entry.

Watch the timer on our main page to enable you to make it before the deadline.

Welcome to the next:

This month we focus on the...

What is a Glossa?
Information gleaned from:

The Poets Garret

Ticket 2 Write

Poetry Nut

mrnakes at DeviantArt

The Glosa is a Spanish from of poetry that works as well in English as it does in Spanish – although it’s not particularly popular in English.

Glosas were used in the fourteenth and early fifteenth centuries by poets of the Spanish court.

The first part is called the texte or cabeza and it consists of the first few lines (usually four) or the first stanza (usually a quatrain) from a well-known poem or poet.
_{It has become permissible to use lines from a less well-known poet, or even from ones own verse.}

Thus Glosas open with a quatrain from another poet.

This is followed by four ten-line stanzas, the glose or glosa proper, terminating with the lines of the initial passage in consecutive order.

This is a “gloss on,” an expansion, interpretation or explanation of the texte.

Furthermore, lines six and nine must rhyme with the borrowed tenth.

In short, a Glosa is a five stanza poem. ST 1 is the first four lines, or first quatrain, of someone else’s poem (usually a famous poet, but it could be something a friend wrote). The second, third, fourth and fifth ST are each 10 lines long, with the tenth line of each one being a line from ST1; thus ST1 L1 becomes ST2 L10 and so on. The 6th and 9th line of each 10-line ST rhyme with the concluding line. The rhyme scheme is illustrated below, as well as an example of a Glosa to help you.

If we break it down, the rhyme scheme of a Glossa is as follows:
Note: The letters in bold denote the actual lines from the initial quatrain. The plain letters denote the rhyme pattern.

Original Quatrain
D
H
L
P

Stanza One:
A
B
A
B
C
D
C
C
D
D

Stanza Two
E
F
E
F
G
H
G
G
H
H

Stanza Three
I
J
I
J
K
L
K
K
L
L

Stanza Four
M
N
M
N
O
P
O
O
P
P

An example of a Glossa:

More Wishes
13-04-12

_{The original quatrain}
(D)"It lies not in our power to love or hate,
(H)For will in us is overruled by fate.
(L)When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,
(P)We wish that one should love, the other win."

(Christopher Marlowe:- Who Ever Loved That Loved Not at First Sight?)

_{Stanza One:}
(A)I wish that I could hate, I truly do,
(B)It would enrich my life and help my dreams.
(A)And maybe I wish you would hate me too,
(B)Because maybe life's not as simple as it seems.
(C)But we have not reached that point of hatred, yet,
(D)Though I hope we reach it 'fore it's too late.
(C)Because hatred begets love, let's not forget;
(C)And it's with love I remember the day we met.
(D)Which way do our paths lie – it's up to fate;
(D)It lies not in our power to love or hate.

_{Stanza Two:}
(E)I loved you once, and once you loved me too,
(F)Though at times I thought that you'd forgot.
(E)And when love calls, what's one to do,
(F)But go along with the story, sans plot.
(G)You showed me love I'd never thought I'd see,
(H)Though in the end you showed it far too late.
(G)I thought that you were the man for me;
(G)I was a broken bird that you set free –
(H)And it's my own free will that I do hate,
(H)For will in us is overruled by fate.

_{Stanza Three:}
(I)We sat inside the sun without a care,
(J)We sat inside the rain with worried faces.
(I)We set our standards high, to do or dare,
(J)We fought our worlds, defied them, found our places.
(K)At least I thought you fought for the same as I,
(L)I thought we'd fight so both of us could win.
(K)But when it became the time for one to die,
(K)You would have stripped me there, naked to the eye.
(L)You would punish me for what was both our sin;
(L)When two are stripped, long ere the course begin,

_{Stanza Four:}
(M)When I think of those days, I dare to think,
(N)Of what could, and would, and might, and should have been.
(M)When tears weight down my lashes, a cause to blink,
(N)I wonder if I missed what should've been seen.
(O)Did I misread the love within your gaze?
(P)Or were you intent on getting just one thing?
(O)Was it passion in your eyes when our lips grazed?
(O)Or merely a tempting, passing faze?
(P)I do not wish you ill, despite our sin,
(P)We wish that one should love, the other win;"

Don’t worry if you get confused along the way – it isn’t a simple form. Feel free to ask questions or visit the links yourself in order to get a better overview. If you get stuck, keep referring to the rhyme scheme – as long as you know what lines are from your starting quatrain you can’t go wrong.

Ciao for now,

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An Accident With a Soul An Accident With a Soul
15-04-12

Where did you go,
When they sucked you from me?
I know you weren't beating anymore,
But that doesn't make you any less
Of a real person;
You were real to me
From the start.

Where did you go
When you stopped beating?
Does God accept accidents
Or does he brand them mistakes?
You were never a mistake to me;
You were an accident
With a soul.

Easter Eggs.. You ask your children
not to take candy from strangers.
Well, trust me.
The Easter Bunny
is strange..

Paint your eggs
and load your shotguns.
Easter means one thing;
extraterrestrial
activity.

bink pirdies all bink pirdies and hink pearts,
creet swipping wheam, tawberry strarts;
a drovely leam in pany marts.
bow your roat strently down the geam;
creet swipping wheam, a drovely leam.

Russian Eggs You are like an Russian nesting doll.
The dolls that hold secret and protect it from the light.
Like an egg your shell is hard but soft underneath.
Every day we are together,
A layer cracks.

Outside it is black, and menacing.
Cold stares and heartless smiles.
Sitting with you I felt a chill.
A layer shatters.

Rose pink, The color of our friendship.
Cool and inviting,
Warm hugs and words of what to come.
Class became too short and the time in between to long.
This layer dissolving into nothing.

Deep red, The color of love.
Laying in your arms I found this layer under the rest.
Covered and protected I tried to see it.
But I go

Expectation Dashed Expectation Dashed
2-04-12

You pee onto a little stick,
And panicked, see pink lines.
A little life's inside you;
You already knew the signs.

You tell your family and friends,
You can't keep your mouth closed.
Your boyfriend breaks your bleeding heart;
He wants the 'thing' disposed.

You overcome your 'conflict-fear'
And send the boy away.
Even though you're lonely
Your child lives another day.

Your little bean keeps growing,
Your family helps you move along.
And then in one foul moment
Things go very terribly wrong.

Your stomach ties itself in knots,
And in between you bleed.
You pray and pray and pray and pray;
Can't God

Congratulations to you all.
J

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I'm Not Dead - Acrostic I'm Not Dead

Inside of the person you know, beats a delicate and loving heart.
Malicious and cruel people have done their very worst to her.
Never caring about anything but themselves,
Or their selfish desires, wants and needs.
These deeds have left everlasting wounds she tries to hide.
Darkness tried its best to grab and swallow her; yet she fought.
Even in her worst moments was always hope and faith.
A small spark of light lived inside of her; she held onto it,
Determined to never give up, nor to float into the abyss of nothingness.

Love Me Please Love Me Please
1-03-12

Letters tell me, by way
Of words, how you think of me.
Very rarely do you convey your
Exact thoughts on the matter – you
Murmur and mumble;
Enough now!

Perhaps your feelings cannot transcend
Love's bountiful boundaries; perhaps your
Ego doesn't fit perfectly
Against mine.
So be it then, that love's candle is
Extinguished; if indeed it was ever lit.

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Up to four works of an artist selected weekly by the admins.

This week's feature is:

~EmilySaxonne

The featured works are:

Molly Melancholy blurs my vision until I can no longer see.
A promise to myself, I won't touch you again.
Self-inflicted promises mean nothing.
I find you, admire your ivory beauty,
inhale your soul; ecstacy radiates through my body.
The moment I feel you, I fear your disappearance.
Eventually you'll fade away, I'll drown in misery,
and one day I'll use the heart-shaped noose you helped me tie.

Forget I want to forget your face,
forget your name,
and how alive I felt around you.
I want to lose every moment of you;
Rip out this pain that now thrives inside.
This was supposed to be a new beginning,
but you're making me slip back to the same cycle.
I'm trying so hard to be strong, but
at moments I feel it's impossible.

Legs Eyebrows are caterpillars squirming on my face
Try to wipe them off; they don't budge
Blue lady bugs crawl down from my eyes
Every step pulling mountains in my flesh
My chin gives them flight.
Beetles crawl out of my heart
Disturb the butterflies on the
Shoulders of demons.
Pinchers clipping veins,
Freedom.

Alone I am alone, forgotten.
Isolation swarms my brain
with its screaming footprints.
Leaves of the tree of knowledge
wither away. Dead, fallen.
Coldness rips at my skin,
coldness chews on my bones.
Coldness, coldness, alone.
Yet, crowded. Too many
buzzing bodies in my chest
dancing to the bass of my blood.
Beautiful demons dance like butterflies
through my veins.
You dance in the garden.
You smother me, but I am
alone.

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