Wicked are my wonders
Section I
The livid ray of dying sun I seek
You are burning colours of passion speak
I know the image of your flaming day
as a mirage in wat'ry cut you streak.
a killer rose in bloodied disarray
in scented moments leads me, yes, astray.
In rows of little women well aligned
I find myself, thus, most taken away.
I know that flowing blood is colour blind.
Its glass'd sweet taste does leave me wined and dined.
a sparkling ruby impresses this eye
and helps me at this ev'ning's end unwind.
So bloody well, just cast the carmine die
and see what sordid fate you will deem to spy
as one who chooses, thus remains unperturbed,
to what your toss will in its rest, bely.
Section II
A swath of Titian passes minds disturbed
just leaving angry wake and so perturbed,
in angry wrath of one whose madness breeds
the dire violence that remains uncurbed.
A target bleeds an arrow blinded to needs
so subtly lost to varied change of speeds.
The ruddy archer takes his centered aim,
a watchful eye in deadliest of beads.
A fire will bleed a wave of fluid flame
that will so deftly scorch in touching game.
Yes, color whirls in coats of discord's hues
and in its spending teaches truest name.
In shaming pain, I become hurt, abused
by those in Eros greed have used and used
and in the seeing my face is charged
with hottest flashes that reveal, confused.
Section III
A crimson tale shall being discharged
will help enlighten what I wish enlarged.
That lack is surest signs of greatest need
to have an essence once again recharged.
What scarlet letters to which I accede
will in this stating have us most agreed,
to what is known by litany of sight.
I have no fear that I fully exceed.
An absurd telling sheds the candled blight
to very dim, and yes, the very bright
what devious direction I must compell
the common wit, I must make, Oh, forthright!
So what is read and what is written well?
as clever poet who prides himself will tell.
I have thus show'd and clearly stat'd the way
that deftly cast, you read this lurid spell.
I have tried to fully lead you astray.
In riddle's answer, there is much word play
for obvious is the tone of misspeak
that witty jester shar'd with you today.
Author notes
Last section is the contest read. My muse wouldn't let me do just four stanzas. The last four are the contest prompt.
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A contest entry
- Form Round Contest - Round Two by Little Eagle.
600 points, ended April 14, 11 entries
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Comments
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speechless...what a magnificent write...the imagery here is excellent...the flow oustanding
I completely love this
thankyou so much
T
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Wow
I am at a loss for words in this one. That is kinda hard to do to me. LOL
I was reading comments to my poem "Forbitten Love" and saw your comment on it and thought I would check out your page. Don't be surprised if I add you to my favorites list.
Keep up the good work. And thanks for leaving me speechless.
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A really great write. This was well written and it had a wonderful flow to it. I look foward to reading more of your work.
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This seemed to be a 10 syllable poem, at least as to what I counted in most lines, some were 11 and others were 9. Just make notation of that. Overall, it has some good lines, some good visuals but all in all I found it just to be okay.
-Nam
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Take a look at the syllable count closely!
For example, bloodied is either two or three depending on the pronunciation.
blood ede is a two count. -
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You don't do syllable count by sound, you do what it states in the dictionary/thesaurus as being. Your example of "bloodied" is 2. No more. blood - ied = 2.
-Nam
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This is really original! I guess it's semi-dark as it makes the reader smile. Your image is vivid and I love how you penned it in an Interlocking Rubáiyát.
Love,
Amera♥
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Now this is great and I'm adding this one to my list on my page! I love what you did here and I wish you luck in the contest my favorite parts are as follows
know that flowing blood is colour blind.
Its glass'd sweet taste does leave me wined and dined.
a sparkling ruby impresses this eye
and helps me at this ev'ning's end unwind.
So what is read and what is written well?
as clever poet who prides himself will tell.
I have thus show'd and clearly stat'd the way
that deftly cast, you read this lurid spell.
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Nice write. To make a chioce to partake or not. Love the word play. You have a way with words many do not obtain. I look foward reading more of your writes. Excellent work.
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This was an interesting read. I liked your word choice in all parts. The spinning of words together has always been something of interest to me. You did this well.
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This was lovely! It was well written and it flowed great. I especially liked the last couple of stanzas. Awesome job!
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Wow! What a massive and impressive effort. Great work.
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Thank you!
I appreciate the help that you gave me on this and acknowledge that without you catching that error the poem wouldn't be complete.
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This is really great I love the imagery you put into this and the ryhme is really cool. You did a great job
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Thank you!
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I must admit.. I am not good with form poetry of any kind. But, this was beautifully done and yes I believed I capture what you were doing a grand time bringing forth .. for I understand what is there within your words.
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hmmm. . .very intricate and mysterious. . .and well done - good job on the form, I must say. . .I mostly like it for the imagery and detail, not so much for the meaning, I think. . . I think I might just go try an interlocking rubaiyat myself. . .
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oh I like very much!!!!!!!!
and my deaar I do get it, Well Done!!l
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ahhh
i get it now thats really good
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