#monorhyme

[willknightauthor]

PERSEPHONE

Dumbness spites me when I meet her. Numbness bites my tongue to greet her. Bless or curse me, all the sweeter, Springtime daughter of Demeter. 'Tween Jove's realms I ever teeter When I chance a chance to treat her To a liaison discrete ‘r Read her tumbling lines of meter.

[batgovernor]

Political poem: George Simmers, 'Navalny'

In memory of Alexei Navalny, killed at the IK-3 penal colony, 16 February, 2024. 1. Rough and chivvying cold winds blow The helpless dead leaves to and fro. Leaves have no say in where they go But we’re alive so can say no – Let us praise those men who show Resistance to the easy flow. 2. Navalny, prisoner in the snow, In numbing twenty-eight below, Has paid the price for saying no; He’s gone…

[joffyworld]

Finished the next poem! Very excited to share this one I'm surprisingly happy with it considering it's quite a simple one, lovely rhyme scheme though!

[lefthandofscaevola]

notes app bars late summer 2022

[rrcraft-and-lore]

Tawaif - a highly skilled courtesan (skilled in: music, dance, poetry, and singing) who catered to nobility in South Asia. Similar in respects to Geisha in many ways, including that sex was NOT obligatory. It occurred, but the primary function was entertainment.

Most commonly romantic poetry like Ghazals -a form of Arabic poetry that made its way over to South Asia: odes of long lost lovers, tragedy, separation, stuff to pull at your heart strings. And, shairi, another Arab/Persian kind of poetry that is built on monorhymed quatrains or four sixteen syllable lines (keeping to the same rhyme scheme) with a caesura used between lines 8//9 to break up the first half from the second.

During the British Occupation, they were simply called, Nautch girls or dance girls. But this is far from all they did or were capable of. The name itself, Tawaif, is the term for a HIGHLY SKILLED courtesan. They were trained to the upmost of artistic forms. They were not there to perform sex acts - that was often incidental and not contractual. And the women had the power to rebuff men's advances.

The Tawaifs of India were regarded as some of the greatest performing artists of their time with documented praise and examples from travelers such as Xuanzang, a Chinese pilgrim, notable traveling Buddhist Monk and scholar who frequented India, remarking on the Tawaifs skill, beauty, and performances during once such visit to the Sun Temple in Multan. Al-Biruni, often regarded as the father of Comparative Religion studies, an Iranian polymath and scholar, regarded on their skill and larger numbers during the 11th century CE upon a visit Ganikas, another entertainer, are a public dancing girl (very common in cities from the Vedic period upward) who received classical arts training (most obviously dancing) and often performed from public settings up to royal private ones - and would compete to become Nagarvadhu - the most beautiful woman and most highly talented in forms of art (dance mostly).

Many young girls would leave or were taken to be taught these skills, and yes, there were schools for this too as well as private tutelage. People don't often realize this, but Ancient India was a place of extreme learning with all kinds of schools for different disciplines. A place of academies. Something I've talked about, like places like Nalanda, the world's oldest residential university that attracted people from far as Greece to Japan anyways, Tawaifs were so successful and sought after, that records show they were consistently among the highest tax payers.

Records also show that their wealth was used (by their consent/given) to help fund rebellions against the British Raj - enough so that the British passed laws to strip them of their ability to work as courtesans and left them only with sex work, which is sadly why some stories today only speak of them as prostitutes and not knowing their full, complex, and impactful history.

It's said the art of all this came from Urvashi, an Apsara (celestial being of dance, song, seduction/temptation, art, music).

[desperatelysuckidol]

ADRIAN, A POEM

Adrian,

you made me an

enormously happy person and

overall very satisfied when [pronounced “whan”]

you drove to me in Gail’s blue van

and showed me that people can

live life with, or in, a blue van.

Then you mowed me over in Gail’s blue van

which goes to show that when [pronounced “whan”]

you want to kill your friend you can

always find a new way and

then [pronounced “than”]

just do it and

nothing will happen to you, Adrian,

except maybe you will be arrested and

taken to prison in a van.

[in the poem, “Adrian” is pronounced with a stress on the final “a”, as in “Adri-A-n,” to rhyme with “can” etc. This allows the poem to maintain what can only be described as a beautiful use of monorhyme across the poem which marks it out as one of the 21st century’s most beautiful poems due to the high level of technical skill and the beautiful nature of the poem itself. it’s simplicity recalls the work of e e cummings, a very sexual man, and also a poet who wrote very beautiful poem’s, some of which were very popular, but none were ever as beautiful as this new poem written by plum for adrian, which is surely one of the best poems not just of the 21st century but also of the entire history of poetry in the English language such as Shakespeare Wordsworth Pope Jamie Oliver and Mary Oliver also.]

[sinbadalexandros]

Ablaze

(Monorhyme / Versional Poetic Form)

(A poem in Monorhyme which also is able to have the lines switched around

so, many versions can be made with same meaning to them all)

Her heart ablaze and burning bright,

no accident, she is ready for this fight,

she spent years preparing for tonight,

as she strained against the fading light,

giving up will never be her plight.

Her heart ablaze and burning bright,

as she strained against the fading light,

she spent years preparing for tonight,

no accident, she is ready for this fight,

giving up will never be her plight.

She spent years preparing for tonight,

her heart ablaze and burning bright,

no accident, she is ready for this fight,

as she strained against the fading light,

giving up will never be her plight.

Giving up will never be her plight,

she spent years preparing for tonight,

no accident, she is ready for this fight,

her heart ablaze and burning bright,

as she strained against the fading light.

[rene-rennie-olivierre]

I Wanna Rhyme a Monorhyme III

I'm currently in emotional agony

With my friends, foes and family

Struggling to find the right analogy

To sum up my fucking tragedy

Others would say that I have the audacity

To share my impetuous brutality

Whilst plodding with my calamity

I'm supposed to be living happily

Like Cleopatra and Antony

Happiness is what we crave for naturally

Chasing the stars and every galaxy

Whilst living under some sort of fantasy

And most of us are snapping out of the fallacy

I love my Queen like a bohemian rhapsody

As she parades herself on the balcony

Looking like something off a pageantry

Wow she is something of a living fantasy

Copyright © 2022 René Olivierre all rights reserved. Written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

[poem-today]

A poem by Dick Davis

A Monorhyme For The Shower

Lifting her arms to soap her hair Her pretty breasts respond – and there The movement of that buoyant pair Is like a spell to make me swear Twenty odd years have turned to air; Now she’s the girl I didn’t dare Approach, ask out, much less declare My love to, mired in young despair. Childbearing, rows, domestic care – All the prosaic wear and tear That constitute the life we share – Slip from her beautiful and bare Bright body as, made half aware Of my quick, surreptitious stare, She wrings the water from her hair And turning smiles to see me there.

Dick Davis

Listen to Dick Davis read this (and other) poems.

[wiccanparentsnetwork]

The Witches Ride 🧙‍♀️ The spirits all are out tonight, With bats and goblins giving fright, It really is a fearful sight, But they don’t bite, but they don’t bite. They really want to give a scare To any child who wanders there, And if they fix you with a stare, Get out of there, get out of there. And never drink the witch’s brew, For it can make a mess of you, She’ll want to put you in her stew, It just won’t do, it just won’t do. When the full moon is riding high That’s when they give the evil eye To each and every passer-by, They’re very sly, they’re very sly. And when you see the witches ride Upon their broomsticks as they glide Across the skies on midnight’s tide, You’d better hide, you’d better hide. But if you should play trick or treat To every person on your street, With cheery smile to all you greet, You’ll get a sweet, you’ll get a sweet. By Julia Mainwaring-Berry 2017 @artyjules #monorhyme #poem #poetry #halloween #witch #samhain #spirits #goblins #moon #witchesride #artist #writer #broomstick https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw0qTjsnBiT/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=a54d2y8w1ll2

[dinellae30-blog]

DAUNTLESS

For I’m immensely entangled

Everyone was bedazzled

Fiercely undaunted

I’m achingly taunted

[scribblesofabeloved]

Greetings for surpassing your junior years!

Wherein you discovered lesser rest yet

Yet full or jeers

Now get ready to present your very best

Trust me to choose Humanities and Social Sciences

For you will overcome not just a paper, but even a life test

In here, creative writing can move you into different ambiances

This is also where counseling and social work collaborate

As well as Philosophy let you learn in few glances

If you’re also fond of participating in a debate,

Have fun in speaking and thinking critically

So take HUMSS now, mate!

WELCOME DEAR!

It’s my pleasure to be with you here in my so-called “hood”. So maybe you’ll gonna ask if what is this for. Actually, I was just busy jotting down my ideas until I realized that I have to quit wasting time since this is for a scheduled task. (Hahaha!)

Anyway, let me introduce myself first.

My name is Camille and I’m 17. I’m in grade 12 right now and taking Humanities and Social Sciences strand under the academic track. Be joyful kid, because I’ll be your “not-so-pretty-but-just-tall” advocate for this time!! But before anything else, I want you to be informed about this blog.

This isn’t about your favorite love quotes

This isn’t a site for online dating so stop browsing on my account!

We’ll gonna learn how to become a good student here. (Believe me)

This is a serious business so I’ll be letting you to grab your daily dosage of happy pill right now. Hurry!

Now count 1 to 10 and we’ll gonna start!

So, what is it?

Under the academic track there are four main strands, namely Science, Technology, Engineering and Mathematics (STEM), Accountancy and Business Management (ABM), Humanities and Social Sciences (HUMSS) and General Acadmic Strand (GAS).

If you’re one of a kind having a deep passion towards literary, communication skills, psychology, counseling and law, well, welcome to the club! You’re maybe one of us–having creative minds, passionate souls and soft cinnamon hearts (the last word isn’t a joke!) because those things belong to HUMSS. Dealing with the subjects and lessons within this strand wasn’t difficult, neither easy too. All you have to possess are the following, in order for you to survive:

Two cups of patience (one for yourself and the other for your teachers (oops)

An abundant supply of papers and pens (those are tools for survival!)

ENOUGH self-esteem

A very courageous heart with a deep breath and an immortal soul

LOVE (since it conquers all. even your seatmate)

On the other hand, it is so enjoyable to study HUMSS since it really discuss about humans, society, politics and everything in it. Hey I’ll be sharing you some of my stories about being a HUMSS student for you to find out why did I choose HUMSS and why must you should do the same thing.

“Simula ng Huli” the making

I have the best pals

The first one was the called “best”

Next was only “pal”

In our Contemporary and E-Tech subjects, we had been given a task by our teachers to create our 10-minute short film. We decided to create something different since our fellow classmates agreed to come up with horror films. We made a drama out of a spoken poetry. We do not have dialogues instead we act the scenes that the poem portray.

Share some?

The story began when a Senior High School girl, Marisol, decided to step outside her shell. From an introvert, she made friends with some other people. Now, just like the usual scenarios, they made memories and shared struggles as well. But the sad thing happened then when many of her friends chose to part ways and everything about there friendship ruined. The story ended not in a blissful one, thus, remained melancholic.

The Sample Script

Pero siguro kailangan ko na nga talagang maniwala Maniwala na nasasaktan na ako at kailangan ko nang sumuko Dahil mahirap nang maibalik yung mga parte ng pinunit na pahina nitong bawat kabanata ng ating istorya Mahirap nang manatili sa isang sulok habang naaalala kung pano lang kayo nagparanas ng ligaya pero nagpalit din ng sugat na kailanman ay di na nga mabubura Pero Salamat parin, Salamat sa pagbibigay ng aral sakin na hindi lahat ng nagdudulot ng kasiyahan ay mananatili kailanman Siguro ito na nga ang panahon para matanggap kong ito na..

Ang Simula ng Huli

NOW, LET”S ESCAPE FROM REALITY!

Let us now talk about creative writing

What comes in your mind when hearing it?

Did you know that it is more of thinking?

Writing your thoughts might have spirit!

All you have to do is to hold a pen and sit

So you people with imaginations as high as a mountain’s peak,

Here is where you really fit

In the real world, let us come out and sneak!

It isn’t just about writing guys. It’s actually more on about thinking creatively and separating yourself from this world. And if you will gonna ask if what can I use to describe Creative Writing subject, I’ll just answer you with one word and would expound it..

AMAZEMENT! 

Now, ponder of what does being amazed means and you will be able to understand what message you’re intended to receive right now. Just kidding.

Creative writing subject is a break from the real routine of this world. Maybe in a newspaper, it is the feature page. It is the desert in a heavy main course. It is the apple of a pie and can be the water break of your practice. But it doesn’t mean that you’ll have to forget about your self and the society where you belong. No. Creative writing only wants us to breathe and pause amidst the fast run of a train. It wants us to have a short break while watching a long and annoying TV program. To sum it all, it intends to let us escape for a while in this real world through our own imaginations wherein we’re able to create our own world.

To share some, the most unforgettable moment during our creative writing subject was when we’re asked by our teacher to write our own ending of a particular story. Moreover, we wrote also our own short story inspired by a song. But it did not end there, because we usually ought to make a role play out of those stories. Amazing. Aside of those, writing or composing poems with different rhyme scheme is one of my favorite activities too. 

To learn isn’t just the goal of this subject, but rather, to make our experiences alive.

”Experience is the best teacher” as the cliche goes, because in my own perception it really gave us the grades. (HAHAHA!) I mean, our experiences and the emotions within those always lead us to a better piece of a story or stunning lines of a poem. This is the reason why many loves this subject. (including our teacher, yay!)

Oh, speaking of experiences, let me share you my great travel ever!

Three Days In the Paradise!

If you are lonely,

Keep in mind that you are best

And made splendidly!

Last June, I and the worship team members of our church had gone to a vacation. From San Jose del Monte Bulacan, it took us 4 hours and 20 minutes to arrive at Bongabon, Nueva Ecija. We spent our first day in Simple Life Resort.

The pool’s water wasn’t very strong with chemical contents since it came from the mountain brook. The staffs were very cheerful, the entrance fee was only 20php while the cottage rent costs 100php to 1000php and that made us stayed there until 7 in the evening. 

Simple Life Resort

The “Batanes of The East” and the Lighthouse in Aurora

After an enjoyable swimming and bonding, we headed our way to Dingalan Aurora. The travel time was only 1 hour and 5 minutes. That was the place where we’re really going to stay until the third day of our vacation. The people welcomed us in a certain beach resort  and they were very friendly. There, we had rented two cottages. 

The sea was so tidy  and the waves were very calm that’s why we almost lived there. Incidentally also, we’re fortunate to witness the opening of the town feast happened. The boats made up of flamboyant colors with patrons and bands paraded on the sea. 

I and my fellow youths together with our youth leader also did not let the day passed without even visiting the famous white beach resort in Dingalan. We did not actually went there for swimming, but for mountain climbing. It took us about 25 minutes riding a boat from the island where we’re staying in to the white beach resort, and so we’re welcomed by an abundance of jellyfish. It took us almost 30 minutes climbing the two famous mountains in Aurora. But even though my heart almost fell on my soles, the mountain view did not disappoint me. It actually made my breathe away! Believe me, my tears fell when I saw how beautiful and wonderful the scene was when we reached the peak of the second mountain (which was my favorite also), the so-called “Batanes of the East”. The temperature wasn’t that high that time that’s why we really enjoyed our climb. The mountain was still full of green tall trees and the ocean behind us was said to be a part of the Pacific ocean. I almost cry aloud when I thought how Great God is. The aesthetic made me realize that if God alone shaped these majestic things, how special we are, since we were the most important in all His creations.

Humanities and Social Sciences is perfect for your run, 

It isn’t as harsh as a bullet of a gun

But just as bright as the splendid sun

Now trust me because for sure, you’ll really have fun!

Hey! I hope that I inspired you and encourage you as well as you read through. If you’re still confused about the strand that you’ll be taking for your Senior Years, keep in mind that you have always to follow your passion. 

In HUMSS, maybe you’re not going to study numbers, but you will know the importance of those. You’re not going to balance an equation, but you will learn how to find equality and justice despite of the world’s realities. You’re not going to compute for a product’s value, but you will know how to value one’s life and the society’s products. So if you want to become a future world changer, having a passion for humanities and looking forward to a better society, be one of us! Choose HUMSS. 

[batgovernor]

Using form: Susan Jarvis Bryant, 'A Monosyllabic, Monorhyme, Valentine Villanelle'

I ache to take your hand. My head says no – You’ll sway me, play me, then you’ll let me go. My heart says take a chance. Dance long and slow. Which one (my head or heart) is in the know? Fazed by your blaze, I melt like sun-soaked snow. I ache to take your hand. My head says no. Your wish, it heats the breeze. I hear it blow. Your beat thrums though my veins. I feel the flow. My heart says take a…

[tochokeonaletter-blog]

Oh how I wish that you knew: Even the brightest stars have absolutely nothing on you. She colored outside the lines you drew, Hung your paintings all askew. I doubt she’s ever had a clue; There isn’t room for three in a pair of two. Then why is the only thing in my view Those wretched plants she grew? The ugly crimson hue Of the pieces of my heart she carelessly threw? My eyes stuck on you like glue, I wish I had my senses to come to.

I can’t dull the ache 

[soundeagle]

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[rene-rennie-olivierre]

I Wanna Rhyme a Monorhyme

OK this is game time

As I'm attempting to do the same rhyme

With the odd mainline

This could probably take time

From night time to day time

Hoping that my rhyme game's tight

Writing away with these inflamed eyes

Getting people hooked with these bait lines

Trying to avoid using the same lines

Whilst aiming to make great rhymes

I've seen poems make mine

Look like an offensive piece of hate crime

Poetry so sour that it may contain lime

Being me— I had to break ties

With people who became ripe

With their attitudes coming to my waist height

Trying to look at my life with a sane mind

As well as to maintain ties

With my poetry connections and remained tied

To my acting career for the eighth time

Keeping it real sweet like the grapevines

Whilst trying not to go barking mad like a canine

In my sane life

I want to aim for great heights

And not be stuck in the same tribe

I doubt that this poem will hit you like a bassline

Or wrap around your waistline

I don't want you to waste time

But please make time

To read this (almost) great rhyme

Even if we don't share the same signs

Or if my poetic flame dies

Copyright © 2019 René Olivierre all rights reserved. Written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)