Albert's Poetry Cafe ~ Petrarchan Sonnet with Helena  July 22, 2008 - July 31, 2008

Contest Completed

Congratulations

Blue Ribbon Winner! - DONT LET THEM PRY (A Petrarchan Sonnet)
2nd place Gold Star - Touch of Madness
3rd place Silver Star - Disciplining word (into a PETRARCHAN SONNET)
Honorable Mention - This ~That I Rather

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HERE ARE EXAMPLES OF OUR FORM THIS WEEK BY TWO OF OUR TALENTED POETS:


This ~That I Rather
A Poem by: Fran Marie

This silent pain is deafening to hear
a hammering headache nailing my brain
this dreary dark night of pouring down rain
missing you so,wishing your presence near
this lonliness, a sad darkness I fear
a morose dread,more tense than mortal pain
this thought 'pon my mind,'ere we'll meet again
rememb'ring your sweet love words spoken clear

O' That pain would take leave,cease to exist!
and knife's jagged edge which hath cut heart deep
that each teardrop shed would bring thee to me
and chase my blues away,that by your kiss
brings blissful dreams whilst my weary soul sleeps
'Alas, love~ I know this~ that, cannot be




ADROIT IN SEDUCTION (A Petrarchan Sonnet)
A Poem by Salvatore Buttaci

"The Don Juans of the world play at their sport until they are too old and then too lonely."
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Binging on sex, ablaze with constant need
To prove themselves suave conquerors of flesh,
Lotharios abrade good sense, ingest
A false idolatry, accept as creed
The disparagement of women they feed
Their repertoire of lies. They dont address
The issue: love by nature should not stress
The loved who bristle at two-timing deeds.
Love should elevate, not tear down the dreams
The nave entertain. Do these rogues care?
Adroit in seduction, they play the game
Of leaping bed to bed. They have a flair
For breaking hearts. No core values. Esteem
Will fade in old age, conquered by self-blame.

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The Petrarchan Sonnet consists of many rhymed lines, more than any other sonnet. This is much easier to accomplish in Italian, a language more rich in rhyming words, than in English. The first eight lines create an octave, with the rhyme scheme a b b a a b b a. The last six lines make up a sestet and may consist of following rhyme schemes: 1) c d e c d e 2) c d e d c e 3) c d c d c d.

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I'M SURE YOU WILL ALL ENJOY THIS NEW CONTEST, OLD HANDS AT FORM POETRY AND BEGINNERS LIKE ME ALIKE! SO IF YOU HAVE NEVER TRIED 'SPREADING YOU WINGS' AND TRYING SOMETHING NEW, THEN NOW'S THE TIME!

THE MAIN THING IS TO HAVE FUN!!




Any queries please message me.
~ Helena ~ :)




Prizes

1st 2nd 3rd and honorable mention

Moderator

Helena
Helena
Australia

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3 Contestants
4 Submissions
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Created Jul 22, 2008