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Dishes (Terza Rima Sonnet)


Early moments call as midnight hours wane
languid rise into the kitchen; silent pace
the faucet gushes, trickling down like rain


Submerged in mellow heat, swathed in warm embrace
unhurried hands wipe the soiled dishes clean
cascading cadence sets hearts afire; thoughts race


Philosophy melds with joyful cleanse; pristine
pondering, musings and crazed babble – I think
as comfort settles into pensive routine


Reflections mirrored in the basin, the sink
grime and mire washed away in a tender kiss
as pooling waters tug forth the dormant link


Pure metacognition ‘gainst the dire abyss
perfect solitude measures the perfect bliss.

 

Author notes

Prompt: The Bliss of Solitude; Terza Rima Sonnet

Username: GreenHrtPaleMoon

Real Name: Call me Marty

Age:19

How long have you been on AP: February 2008

Any published work (poetry): Not that I know of

Favourite Genres/Categories (ie. Dark, Spiritual): None

Favourite Forms (Senryu, Haiku, Etheree): None

Freeverse or Rhyme: Rhyme

Personality: Outgoing, intelligent, and humorous

Acceptance to others opinions: OF COURSE The more the better!

Inspiration to write: It makes me happy, it expresses my creative side, and it's fun

Any other information you would like us to know: Not really

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  • piccola silver member
    August 12, 2008

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    beautifully done although I know nothing about this form. I love the phrases you used though and the alliteration. Thank you for the entry.


  • sailor ptolema
    August 3, 2008

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    I like this form . And your diction is superb . I love the idea of a kiss washing away the dirt on the dishes....that love can cleanse... It's a wonderful eureka moment.

    thanks for entering and g'luck

    -sailor ptolema


  • Reptile Lady gold member
    July 23, 2008

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    Wow hun !
    What a fantastic write you have penned here
    Wish you all the best in the contests
    Auntie xx

  • ecrivain01
    July 22, 2008

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    This is much better ...

    than the other one. (Not perfect, but so what? You aren't trying to be Shakespeare.)

    All in all, not a bad job.


  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    March 28, 2008

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    I like this one very strong use of vocabulary and of course you mastered meter, which I am totally unable to do! (I think it's my hatred of numeracy and all things Math) but I digress. This is a very strong piece.


  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    March 25, 2008

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    Terza Rima Sonnet - difficult form and handled like a pro. Subject matter is amazing. It is all relative. I loved it.

    Your verse is strong, mature and wonderfully written to the prompt.

    Thank you for a most splendid and smile making entry. Well done poet. A pleasure to have this piece in my contest. ~Pamela


  • CanadianGirl1
    March 23, 2008
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    Great Write! and Thank you very much for your entry!


  • individuality gold member
    March 22, 2008

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    sorry to remove your poem but it was not in the form i asked for


  • albymyheart gold member
    March 18, 2008

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    Wonderful idea to express the bliss of solitude with imagery as simple as washing the dishes. You take us into the mind, and through the myraid of thoughts, that only solitude allows.

    Your last two lines are very strong. An intelligent write and a pleasure to read.

    alby


  • Cannonsfire
    March 16, 2008

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    It is amazing how the most mundane things can form that solitude we look for. I often stand in the kitchen looking out the window, abstractly washing dishes and I watch a bird go from flower to flower, no noise apart from the breeze. I never grow tired of myself and the silence in a moment of the day. Love, C

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