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Post by Jo Lynn Ehnes on Nov 9, 2008 9:30:33 GMT -5
Trying to give my muse a jump start, there is a contest on FS that I wrote this for had to use the words black king, red queen, white knight, silver prince, pink princess and tarnished lady. Can't have any contractions and must have a set rhyme scheme.
If fairy tales were real and life was fantasy a white knight, on a gallant steed, would always cherish me. But life is not that way, no silver prince to wed, just nights of how I wish it was upon this lonely bed
where nightmares rule my mind, dark memories of the past, a black king who was led by greed, his violent ways held fast until the day I fled his tyranny and hate. How did that lovely pink princess fall prey to such a mate?
For now, the world has changed, no iron fist to fear, yet here aloneness dwells inside, I pray for love to near. I long to be that red queen, forever valentine, for one who has a noble heart to intertwine with mine.
Alas, this tarnished lady, has naught but loathsome dreams, for life has played its wicked games, fulfilled its daunting schemes.
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Post by mfwilkie on Nov 11, 2008 0:08:53 GMT -5
Thinking here, JL.
How you be?
Maggie
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Post by Jo Lynn Ehnes on Nov 11, 2008 0:40:43 GMT -5
Hanging in, Mag. Hope you are doing well.
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Post by mfwilkie on Nov 11, 2008 9:37:25 GMT -5
A quick thought on the couplet, JL.
Alas, this tarnished lady has dreams naught but loathsome dreams, - No comma after lady.
for while/as life deals time in wicked games, fulfills its daunting schemes.
Mags
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Post by GD Martin on Nov 12, 2008 0:31:58 GMT -5
JL, I was glad to see a sonnet about unrequited love; This type of poem is in my neighborhood. You have been very kind in the past to have read and commented on my poetry. I am attempting now to repay the debt. _GD
I have proposed slight changes on lines 11, 13 &14:
If fairy tales were real and life was fantasy a white knight, on a gallant steed, would always cherish me. But life is not that way, no silver prince to wed, just nights of how I wish it was upon this lonely bed
where nightmares rule my mind, dark memories of the past, a black king who was led by greed, his violent ways held fast until the day I fled his tyranny and hate. How did that lovely pink princess fall prey to such a mate?
For now, the world has changed, no iron fist to fear, yet here aloneness dwells inside, I pray for love to near. I would that red queen be, forever valentine, for one who has a noble heart to intertwine with mine.
Alas, this tarnished dame has naught but wistful, unfilled dreams, for life has played its gloomy games, fulfilled its wicked schemes.
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Post by mfwilkie on Nov 12, 2008 1:09:51 GMT -5
JL,
What if you did this in strict IP?
For now, the world has changed, no iron fist to fear, yet here aloneness dwells inside, I pray for love to near.
The world has changed and I've no fist to fear, and when alone I pray for love to near— one noble heart to intertwine with mine— one red queen, one forever valentine.
I think the IP will help edit out excess words and free you up some.
Maggie
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Post by Jo Lynn Ehnes on Nov 12, 2008 11:03:11 GMT -5
I kind of like this mixed meter on this one, truthfully I think editing down to strict IP would destroy the story, but I'll take a look at it. Thank you both for your suggestions.
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