We feed the stick your godhead holds with flame,
lay dollar bills and oranges at your feet.
We bow to you and murmuring your name,
we pray that you'll provide enough to eat
for children who must wander amongst mines!
Compassionate, we contemplate the signs
you furnish us; determined, meditate
upon the cushion Temple can provide,
distracted by our nature as of late,
despite that you're purported to reside
directly in the essence of the thing
that causes unrelenting disturbance.
We bless the stick that reeks, the bells that ring
and call our inner flame to rise, advance.
Author notes
The Vaughanet, a new form of the sonnet that I invented, makes some use of near or half rhyme (the first poet in the English language to use this was Henry Vaughan.) Its main innovation is that the heroic couplet follows the first quatrain rather than coming at the end of the poem.
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A contest entry
- Incense by Ravenblood.
650 points, ended January 6, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Eternal Return (prewrites welcome) by Danna Hobart.
400 points, ended January 20, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Loved this creative format, nice variation to describe how infinate. Blessings.
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This is very beautiful and I really like your form. Thankyou for entering my contest.
♥ meg -
I felt great coming across this beautiful poem, reading it again and again.
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Thank you so much. That means a lot to me since you are from this culture.
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Thank you for entering.
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Ohhh. How interesting. Nice history too.
Thank you for entering the poem. Sorry for taking so long to judge it.
Good Luck
Claire-Anne -
This really is first class writing. You have done yourself proud with this one!
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