Freeform Workshop

This poetry form NAANI (Indian Telugu poem) uses 20-25 syllables in four lines, centering on one main topic, but here I used imagery and maintained its brevity.

POETIC CANVAS

Blank space
Drinks of colored words
Flow with the writer's pen, his brush
Splashed a rainbow hued masterpiece.



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June 25,2009 Tarlac City Philippines

HIDDEN MEANINGS- sometimes free form is a good poetry form to use for 'hidden meanings' on topics that might excite controversy, like race, religion, and politics. Here the term 'colors' may be taken a such but the end line 'their blood is red' confirms it was about racism. The words are simple but cutting, and it was brief, to add impact.

COLORS

Sometimes color
Clouds opinion

Sways the heart
Blurs the vision

White on top-
Black below

Yellow, brown
These have to go.

But with one color
It is said

All are bound
Their blood is... Red.



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(June 30,2008, Tarlac City, Philippines

Hope

Out of the pit of despair,
Out of a world without hope,
Out of everything bad,
Comes a light at the end of the tunnel.

Save me! Take me!
Anything to get out of this fate!

I've had enough!
I want out!
I want all my fears to dissipate!

Alas, nothing can get me out of my fate.
Or can it?
Have I been wrong all this time?

Into the world that is love,
Into a place full of hope,
Into everything good,
And yet, is it enough?

Help me! Someone!
I'm being dragged back into my horrible doom!

I want to go back!
I want to be saved!
I don't want to work at the loom!

Alas, I'm back to my horrible fate.
Or am I?
Is there any hope left?

Out of the pit of despair,
Out of a world without hope,
Out of everything bad,
Comes a light at the end of the tunnel.

There is always Hope............


Any comments or suggestions?

Guardian Angel


Walking down the street I saw a homeless man
Asking for some money with a tin can
So I reached down and offered him my hand
He took it and proceeded to stand
We went and spent the day together
Talking about the past and the weather
It was time for us to say bye
Then he looked me in the eye
He said, ' I was going to kill myself today,
But you gave me a reason to stay,
Yeah you, my Guardian Angel.'

By Adam Vinyard, copyright 2010

This poem is written in free verse but maintained a rhythm all throughout, posted in my own site and at other peotry sites, and had great reviews. I used the 'diminishing' ines style and kept the words simple, centering on the idea, with the word 'unkind' as conclusion.


'INDECISION'

by Cynthia B. Baello
July 5,2008

Annoying thing, this indecision-
Wry deceit, unjust vexation.
Waste of time and of attention,
Diverts one's thoughts,
Drains affection.

Creates a maze with one's own mind,
Directions, goals are hard to find.
Weigh the options,
And then rewind,
Not deciding
Is unkind.

---
'When we aim at nothing, we hit it
every time.'

Copyright
Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Philippines

This poem was written in free verse and there ismuch intensity of emotopn, inspired by a photograph of a father whose son killed his comrades in Iraq, du to apparent war trauma. Comments appreciated.



'A FATHER'S TEARS'



Consummate pain
Like a cruel wrench
Gripped his heart
And crushed, it bled
A father's tears.

No words define
His anguished grief
A wretched loss
His own son...
His seed.

The baby he carried
In his arms
And nurtured
In paternal love
Now broken, scarred
A shriveled man
His father's eyes
Now bleed.

He would take him back
To be his child
Return him safely
To his past
No war could touch him
Hidden there
His eyes see through
An hourglass.

My boy, my son!
What have they done?
Your life a mangled mess
What's left to do?
These father's tears
Will not replace
The boy, the man
That I once knew!





-Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello -Posted at several other poetry sites
under my name and cannot be plagiarized.
May 12,2009-Tarlac City Philippines

A poem written in free style poetry form, but with some rhyme interjected in the verses, had many reviews from other writers at other sites.



'After You Leave'
by CBBaello

After you leave
Will I still breathe
Or will my heart stop beating?
With sadness grieve
The Love that's freed
And mourn it silently departing?

After you leave
Will skies be blue
Or will gray clouds be dark above?
When Earth receives
The pouring rain as tears fall for a changing Love.

After you leave
Will Time be still
These days and nights shall cease to be?
No hourglass, nor hours to kill
No past, no future, and no memory.




* This poem is posted in several poetry sites under my name since August 2009.
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August 3,2009-COPYRIGHT Cynthia Buhain-Baello
Tarlac City
Philippines

This short poem I recently wrote in a free form composure but has rhyme that is kind of metered. Has anybody a comment about this? ?
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Youngest foal!
Fetlocks fore-hoofs find glorious percussion
On earthly pace doth trot
Graceful gaited smooth equine no lancelot.
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Through wooded fawns and barren land
Your engaging soul makes its stand
To warm and beds you soon
Then rest for all in angels moon.
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Awaken! noble sire!
Tread your way through thorny briar
For man he waits and cruel is he
To take you down that stony road
Where you’ll nay be free.

Dear fellow poets, if you have some time spare could you please check out my new poem 'A Broken Cookie' i will of course return the favour, any comments would be nice and constructive criticism is also welcome, thank you for reading this and i hope to read your work too, thanks for your time

kaspa richards

http: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-broken-cookie/

So new to poetry I am just trying to have fun with it! Could all or ya or maybe a few check out my work 'Lady of Shallot, Role Model, Think Not' and tell me what you suggest for the form.
also listed on my list as rough draft need help.
Thanks and HOPEFUL