A blanket of stardust surrounds her at night.
She loves you complete with her emerald eyes.
Poetry in motion, she’s beautiful light.
Gold coins in her hair, tambourines tap her thighs.
She reveals the story of your sacred flight
through tarot cards, tea leaves and words oh so wise.
A magical soul free to love all the earth.
Holding her close, you will feel her true worth.
A Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:
one octive poem. abababcc
The example is a two octive poem, but for this contest, the limit is just one.
He is There
When sorrow lies entrenched within your heart
And doubts, like ocean waves, around you churn,
When chaos reigns o?er life and won?t depart
And for the peace of yesterday you yearn,
When evil thoughts are tearing you apart
And there is nowhere left for you to turn,
When dark of night persists throughout your day,
It?s time to fall upon your knees and pray.
For God is there, He?s always by your side,
He is your life?s companion and your friend,
He?s with you through each bitter storm you ride,
From morn?s first light to sunset at day?s end.
You must give up your bitterness and pride
And to your Lord extend your hand again.
He only wants for you to ask Him in
And you will be forgiven for your sin.