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Showing posts with label quarrel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quarrel. Show all posts

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Too Late





A note on form:  This is  my third attempt at the form developed by Gay Reiser Cannon. She has dubbed it by two names, "Falling Diamonds" and "Quarrel."

"It is composed of a series of lines beginning with one line of one iambic foot, then two, three, four, five, four, three, two iambic feet and then again one iambic foot where the one foot lines must rhyme. Basically then the form is blank verse that is shaped in diamonds or triangles with one sustaining middle rhyme. You may choose to add either internal or end rhymes as well but the only requirement is for the one foot lines to rhyme. Hyphenating end words is prohibited. A minimum of two diamonds should be made." (Cannon, 2014)
In her most recent exploration of the form, she spoke of how adjusting the structure slightly would allow for this form to be utilized to tell two sides of a story or a conversation between two individuals.  This is my second attempt at varying the structure, yet this time I worked to better maintain the diamond form.  I also created the piece so that the middle (shared line) can actually be used to end the first diamond and/or start the second diamond.

About the structure:  While I was able to get the desired effect to appear for me, the device used to view or even the screen resolution some choose to use could throw off the visual.  And so, in order to counteract this I decided to create it as an image instead.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Right vs. Left: Brain Wars

I need
to be. That's it,
just be - but you, my friend,
my "better" half refuse to let
me be.  You fear the driving force behind
my creativity.  I breathe emotions in
like air; emotions set me free an though
irrational they be I have
to breathe to live.  So why,
oh why, do you
impede?
And don't you think
I too have cause to breathe.
But you in all your flashy hues
disturb my sense of self; but even more
you threaten all we are.  Those crazy emotions
disrupt our equilibrium; and all 
you care about is you.  And what 
of me, my "better" half,
oh why must I
recede? 



Inspiration for this piece:

#1 - Over at dVerse Poets Pub, we are exploring a form invented by Gay Reiser Cannon (Beachanny by the Sea and Beachanny Texas).  This is not my first time exploring this form.  Once before I tried tackling it while incorporating opposing views, but I felt unsure.  I think part of that had to do with the fact that I was uncertain if people would realize it was to different points of view.  With this new exploration of the form, called Quarrel (or Falling Diamonds), ideas were presented on how to alter the format to allow for two sides of the same coin...so to speak.  I do admit I'm torn by the center line (as is my poem).  In my first go at this form I created such that if you read the two diamonds separately the middle line worked both as the end of one or the beginning of the other.  Here I was not able to accomplish that same feat, nor sure how I would have included it given the structure I chose.

#2 - Been thinking a lot on brain theory...attended a workshop on it...and to be honest the battle of my hemispheres for control has always been on my mind.  I have some pretty odd theories in regard to this matter, but I'll save you the crazy.


Side Note ~ structure loses something on mobile devices, particularly phones. 

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Meant to Be

to steal 
my heart shall not 
be such an easy task 
it's locked behind an iron door 
and guarded by ferocious starving fear 
 intent on twistings breathless sighs 
around until I hear 
the truth as lies 
quite real 
this love of mine 
will fight and strive 
against the demons that hide 
inside of you my precious sweet 
my words will find a way to ring as true 
I know my touch can set you free 
there's no denying us 
your heart I will 
reveal


A note on form: I continue today with another verse written in a form inspired by dVerse Poets Pub prompt to invent a new form or variation on a form. The form above was developed by Gay Reiser Cannon (who actually created the prompt to start with). She has dubbed it by two names, "Falling Diamonds" and "Quarrel."
"It is composed of a series of lines beginning with one line of one iambic foot, then two, three, four, five, four, three, two iambic feet and then again one iambic foot where the one foot lines must rhyme. Basically then the form is blank verse that is shaped in diamonds or triangles with one sustaining middle rhyme. You may choose to add either internal or end rhymes as well but the only requirement is for the one foot lines to rhyme. Hyphenating end words is prohibited. A minimum of two diamonds should be made." (Cannon, 2014)
As I have mentioned in the past iambic feet, or meter in general, is not really my cup of tea. Maybe that is why I stopped at two diamonds instead of continuing on. What I did try to do, reading Gay's note on writing the piece where each diamond is a different view point, was try to write this as though two different people are speaking. In addition, I made it so that the single foot in the middle could be read with either piece indepentently of the other...linking them.

On creating in form: It is not alwasys easy to follow through with an idea in a given form, whether that be becasue the heart is not in it or it just doesn't flow quite as easily as hoped. Anyway, I had three (well almost three) half diamonds started prior to this piece. I don't know if it was the given-and-take I was trying to accomplish that I couldn't wrap myself around or the meter. Either way they found themselves scribbles in my notebook...