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Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Writing Exercise

 By Ashley Lister


 I’ll keep this short. Rhyme is denigrated by snobs. Syllable based poetry becomes complicated by the inconvenience of diphthongs and triphthongs (as well as the vagaries of pronunciation). And so, I’ve gone for something short and sweet with my contribution to this week’s excursion into poetic forms. I’ve elected to tackle the septolet.

Long Days
Days that stretch
for
endless, infinite hours

until we are
together
alone and naked.


The septolet has fourteen words. It is broken between two stanzas that make up the fourteen words. Each stanza can have seven words but that is not an essential requirement. The division can take place where the poet decides.

Unclothed
Wearing only
a smile
you have enchanted me

and I offer
you my heart.



Both stanzas of the septolet deal with the same thought. Ultimately they create a picture. Please take a shot at contributing a septolet to the comments box below.

5 comments:

  1. Cooling Down

    Raised patches
    across her shoulderblades
    relate tales

    welts and bruises
    a deep sigh
    contentment

    Trust

    the merest brush
    against her feet
    his lips

    legs spread
    she closes her eyes

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  2. Mind's Eye

    leather cuffs
    ephemera
    of past night's passion

    her whip-kissed back
    arches again
    in memory

    ...

    This assumes of course that you're willing to accept "whip-kissed" as a single word!

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  3. Rachel - I knew you'd have fun with this form. It's quite an unusual restriction, isn't it?

    Lisabet - I think whip-kissed works as a perfect compound. This is one of those exercises that gets us writers thinking about words in a different way to the usual approach.

    Ash

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  4. Sorry I am late to the party -

    Listening

    eyes closed
    lightly
    listening to her breathing

    sensing her effort
    straining
    against the bindings


    Feeling

    laying quietly
    on the couch
    her below

    arm dangling
    tracing her stomach
    muscles flexing

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  5. Rachel and David - lovely!

    Ash - funny thing about that poem. It was written from the perspective of the dominant (at least that's what I was thinking). After I finished, though, I realized it was perfectly ambiguous, that we could just as well be viewing the world through the mind's eye of the submissive. I do so love poetry!

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