General Poetry posted December 3, 2017

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A quiet regret ( audio by the author) Rjuselius & Rgstar

Harbour's Hush

by RGstar

Harbour's Hush

How harbour's hush harries the night
in beacon's flight
ships shackled strong
singin' slave's song

Each morning she sails across sea
failing to free
from clasping chains
and waving wanes

Every twilight she must return
although would yearn
love's open tales
to touch her sails

So how could there be sunsets without wail?
When sorrows rage; and tears, with pride, cascade
Of hope her wish tonight, white doves assail

Vile men who'd vent their wrongs, own sins unveil
For greed they'd whip and flay skin dark of shade
So how could there be sunsets without wail?

On knees, they question God to no avail
When they who wield, too, pray...but not dissuade
Of hope her wish, tonight, white doves assail

Man-cry beneath her bow, like sow, they quail
Cold collars warm, where limbs in iron abrade
So how could there be sunsets without wail?

On blue she sails reluctant of her trail
Where flesh brings, abhors its cold charade
Of hope her wish, tonight, white doves assail

At last she moors, no more a voyage sail
Redemption waits; in shallow waters wade
Of hope her wish, tonight, white doves assail
So how could there be sunsets without wail?

Nov 20

Poem of the Month contest entry


A joint collaboration between myself and the quietly, extremely talented Rjuselius (Rebekka)

(I am not sure if the audio is playing on the New site, it has stopped on mine, but audio is playing on the Classic site. ) May be just my computer.

This poem is written, not in protest, anger or shame; for that has, many times been done before, and I wanted to create a calm tranquil angle and outlook of a heinous time we are all already familiar, or aware. It is an angle where the very vessel, one of which used for the transport of slaves lead the focus...personalized as 'she.' Her part could be seen as a reluctant partner in the passage and treatment we know so well, saddened by the role she plays. This is in order to take away what could be seen as a cliched approach, as have been done times over. The inclusion of the fabulous writing of Rjuselius makes this possible, as doctored into the blame, if any, is mine.

Some may see the ship (she) as a metaphor for all those who, in silence, condemed the then, as now, perhaps without voice; could nothing do, or nothing did; a voice of conscience.

Whichever way you view her role in connection with the role of those suffered, or the consequences of such in relation to the poem, this is written without anger and hate, just reflection, regret, sadness and tranquility. For those in the forefront, as well the hour where hate would be directed, are long dead. So, I write from an angle that can lay rest the atrocities, for now in the present...peace in own mind, we can never change what has happened, but, we can look through calmer and loving eyes, for whom we are now, in understanding and making sure it never, ever, again any lifetime, for any man, woman, child or beast.

Thank you for reading with this view in mind.

The poem is made up of two forms of poetry. I quote these forms for the view of interest you may have, or acquire in perhaps trying the forms on seeing, not to highlight its difficulty in writing, for that has little importance to the message and soul I aim to project. The finished article is the important aspect...what you read, not what I did to make it readable.

The Minute Poem:
Rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff, and;

The Villanelle
"A villanelle (also known as villanesque)...a nineteen-line poetic form consisting of five tercets followed by a quatrain. There are two refrains and two repeating rhymes, with the first and third line of the first tercet repeated alternately until the last stanza, which includes both repeated lines. The villanelle is an example of a fixed verse form."

One of the most famous Villanelle is "Do not go Gentle into that Good Night" by Dylan Thomas. One of my favorite poems of all time, if not the. See the audio by Sir Anthony Hopkins. Excellent.

The Villanelle is probably also my favorite form of poetry, when writing, if not one.
10 syllable lines
Refrain 1 (A1)
Line 2 (b)
Refrain 2 (A2)

Line 4 (a)
Line 5 (b)
Refrain 1 (A1)

Line 7 (a)
Line 8 (b)
Refrain 2 (A2)

Line 10 (a)
Line 11 (b)
Refrain 1 (A1)

Line 13 (a)
Line 14 (b)
Refrain 2 (A2)

Line 16 (a)
Line 17 (b)
Refrain 1 (A1)
Refrain 2 (A2)

abhor = regard with disgust and hatred.

Man-cry = Mancry = "An emotion, felt only by men, in which sadness occurs in the front of the face during an emotional episode... does not produce tears, but rather produces a pressure close to crying that can easily be grunted away."

Assail = harass, make a concerted or strong attack on.

Flay = whip or beat (someone) so harshly as to remove their skin. skin, strip the skin off; excoriate

Dissuade = discourage, deter, prevent,

Abrade =wear down or wear away, flay, corrode.

Redemption = being saved from sin, error, or evil.
Avail = help or benefit.

Moor = To make fast (a vessel) by means of cables, anchors, or lines: moor a ship to a dock; to fix in place;
Thank you, dear Rebekka. I find your writing most giving. An honor. This will not be, I hope, our last venture. As well I hope to write the odd venture with one or more authors in time.

Let us not forget an important part of my make up. The music of my brilliant friend and composer, Kerri Powles. An extraordinary talent.

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