This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2022 challenge and will be revised.
PAD Prompt: What’s There
Poetic Form: Gogyohka
“Trap”
The trap door opens
Then closes
Leaving us together
Nothing else to hold
So we call it love
PAD Prompt: What’s There
Poetic Form: Gogyohka
“Trap”
The trap door opens
Then closes
Leaving us together
Nothing else to hold
So we call it love
She waits for something more than paper cards.
Written words of affections look so nice
when printed in mass. Love is discarded
with the scraps from dinner. She’ll sacrifice
flowers for a kiss that sets her off guard.
She wants a romance felt more than just twice
a year. She believes in those high school notes,
signed with a heart. Regret tightens her throat.
Poetic Form #92: Ottava Rima
The ottava rima is an Italian from. Lord Byron used this form to write Don Juan.
The ottava rima form has 8 lines with an abababcc rhyme pattern. It is commonly
written in iambic pentameter or 10-syllable lines. The form can be a stand alone
poem, or with any number of stanzas.
She opens a shoe box filled to
the brim with letters she never
sent. He always called from Denver
when he needed to fight the hue
of loneliness his searching drew.
She ignites a match to penned guards,
letting pain burn the house of cards
down to the ashes staining her
spirit. “Love will not be deferred,”
she whispers, cutting free his barbs.
Poetic Form 65: Decima
There are various versions of the Decima poetic form. The form I used is popular
in Puerto Rico. The form has 10 lines with 8 syllables per line. The form has the
following rhyme scheme:
A
B
B
A
A
C
C
D
D
C
I swear your tomorrows will not be the same.
Let me show you the true definition of forever.
Just kiss me like you don’t know his name.
Open your hands, release the smell of his letters.
We can find our way to being lost.
Let me show you the true definition of forever.
Exhale all the sweet nothings he whispered soft.
Lift your eyes when you hear my name.
We can find our way to being lost.
Place his midnight gaze in a flame,
burn away the weight of his promise.
Lift your eyes when you hear my name.
My arms are strong enough for you to find solace.
I’ll mend all the tears he left behind,
burn away the weight of his promise.
Walk with me, who knows what we will find.
I swear your tomorrows will not be the same.
I’ll mend all the tears he left behind.
Just kiss me like you don’t know his name.
Poetic Form #64: Terzanelle
The terzanelle form combines aspects of the villanelle and the terza rima.
The form has nineteen lines, with five triplets and a concluding quatrain. The second
line of each triplet stanza is repeated as the third line in the following stanza.
The first and third lines of the first stanza are the second and final lines of the
concluding quatrain. Traditional terzanelle poems use a consistent iambic meter,
but I did not use that in my poem.
The form is as follows:
A(1) B A(2)
b C B
c D C
d E D
e F E
f A(1) F A(2)