Aubade – Lovers Parting

How many of you have seen the movie “City of Angels” and remember the scenes where the angels gather in the morning. Perhaps this meeting can be considered an Aubade. An Aubade is a poem or song that greets the morning, or where wild life celebrates, or lovers wake, and sometimes waking to reluctantly part.

I am trying the last version.

 

 

Gather me up in the morning
embrace me till you unfold
yourself from our bed
sheets marked of last
desires

encrusted, we are
covered with love
not to be pulled apart
heart is stabbed
I feel the knife
this is our last time
can’t you linger

tired eyes, tired heart
I want the sun to rise
tell me you are not leaving
kiss and embrace
I’ll hold back my tears
tell me that you will stay
just another day

another hour

If you want to read other Poets work please… visit these

I recently have tried my hand at different forms of poetry/verse. I am a beginner.

Poetry to me meant the end of line had to rhyme, and the people I have met on WP have taught me that is not the case. Some of my wonderful followers have said I should write a book … and as much as I ADORE them for saying so, I am truly an amateur still. I don’t have the large vocabulary, I don’t have a theme, I usually play music and write whatever comes into my head. I don’t plan, I hardly ever edit. I write what I feel, not strength in words, not really knowing the intricacies nor structure of any kind.

If any of my followers wish to see real Poets I wish to recommend the following, these people are brilliant, diverse and have a voice unlike mine and they are so very talented.

aprayerlikegravity

Stephen Kellogg’s Blog

anotherwanderingsoul

ruleofstupid

Susan Daniels Poetry

theinnerwildkat

faceatthewindow

whimsy~mimsy

randomaveragegirl

Sex, Spirit, Soul Mates and Chocolate….Ivonne’s Journey

eulonia country

myspokenheart

cvillewinter

Blue Girl Poems

Bruce Ruston

UnfetteredBS

knocked over by a feather

If I have missed any one out – I  sincerely apologise

Bruce Ruston

Alfred Dorn Sonnet – An Affair

The Alfred Dorn sonnet originated in a Formalist publication contest. Each year the Formalist runs a sonnet contest where the applicants make up their own form of sonnet. The sonnet form is named after the winning applicant, and in this case Alfred Dorn was the winner and the sonnet he devised named after him. The Alfred Dorn sonnet is different than most sonnets, in that it has an Italian sestet and a Sicilian sestet linked by a couplet. Both sestets share common rhyme set by the first line. The rhyme scheme is as follows; a. b. c. a. b. c. … d. d. … a. e. a. e. a. e. ~~~

A dalliance I believe is what we had
brief and unvarnished meaning
temptation that led me astray
I was happy, yet miserably sad
was it real or was I dreaming
your love scheduled your time, your way

I was your mistress, your bit on the side
My love, my emotions impossible to hide

Still I was drawn I cannot deny
who did you want, that was my plea
did you know how often I would cry
the dreams the hopes, did you even see
would our love blossom or would it die 
would you love only her or love only me

 

I am attempting different forms of poetry – bare with me….If I am incorrect with this … Please let me know..