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Rhythm and Rhyme Workshop


Workshop for poetry written in traditional forms.
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  • Rookie - 0 Points Amit Madhvani (11/16/2014 8:37:00 AM) Post reply
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    nice

  • Rookie - 547 Points Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip (10/5/2014 6:42:00 AM) Post reply

    O Rain the blessings of all lives,
    O Air the blessings of all Breath,
    O Sun the blessings of all Radiation,
    O Stars the blessings of all the darkness,
    O Mountain the blessings of all Rivers,
    O Ocean the blessings of all Fish,
    O Universe the blessings of all living and non living,
    O God the creator of all and all above.

  • Rookie - 547 Points Nehemiah Theophylus Haokip (10/1/2014 3:46:00 AM) Post reply

    THE KUKI ORIGINAL PHILOSOPHICAL POETRY

    When Chamtatpa sharp his knife on a rock,
    The Prawn pressing his bottom,
    Chamtatpa had got angry and cut off the Bamboo branch,
    The cut off Bamboo branch falls and hit the head of Jungle Cock,
    When the Jungle cock flew and hit over the hive of Bee,
    The Bee flew and sting over the the Hog's eye,
    The Hog run and cut all the tree of Banana,
    The Bats flew from the leaves of the tree of Banana and flew inside the ear of an Elephant,
    And the Elephant run and destroyed the house of an Widow

    Case
    The Widow file case against the Elephant and the Elephant file case against the Bats and the Bats file case against the Hog and the Hog file case against the Bee and the Bee file case against the jungle cock and the jungle file case against the Bamboo branch and the Bamboo branch file case against the Chamtatpa and the Chamtatpa file case against the Prawn and the said I am really so sorry burn me in the fire so that my colour will become changing into brown and than put me again in the water from there onward the Prawn always back side not front side.

    The translation
    1.Chamtatpa means student
    2. Sharp the knife means Education
    3. Prawn means Ignorance or uneducated
    4. Bamboo means Class steps
    5. Jungle cock means Intelligent
    6. Hive of bee means literature
    7. The Hog means means the Teacher
    8. The Banana tree means School
    9. The Bat means knowledge
    10.An elephant means Brilliant,
    10. The Widow house destroy means ignorance destroy
    11. Filing case means knowledge and wisdom.
    This poem was one of the most famous poetry of the Kuki since 12 century AD

  • Rookie - 6 Points Amber Bartle (9/21/2014 5:26:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    I always have had trouble with incorporating meter and stressed/unstressed syllables. Can someone explain to me the right way to use meter? Thanks

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    • Rookie - 6 Points Eric Ericson (11/22/2014 6:28:00 AM) Post reply

      meter is about flow. it is like dance music. read aloud Frost and Shakespeare, Keats and Poe. Read A.A. Milne. read the words to an Irish folk tune and then listen to it sung. (" The rocky ... more

    • Rookie - 6 Points John Masaitis (9/26/2014 4:00:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Hi Amber well I by no means am an expert but I have been learning a lot lately when it comes to poetry. You want to try to have the same syllable count in each line if you are writing say a monotetra ... more

  • Gold Star - 11,279 Points Mohammad Skati (9/8/2014 7:06:00 AM) Post reply

    Rhymes and rhythms differ from a certain language to another language. If we compare those in the Arabic poetry to those in English poetry, then we will find those in Arabic poetry are too many if they're compared to those in English and so on...

  • Rookie - 184 Points Zoila T. Flores (9/5/2014 5:48:00 PM) Post reply

    By the Autumn... all that?Wow!

  • Rookie - 155 Points Aidan Cost (9/4/2014 6:30:00 PM) Post reply

    As Autumn is overshadowed by the winter, of our relation,
    a evergreen splinter, from a rose of depreciation,
    pierces my skin to reveal, the velvet fluid in its part,
    towards a beating chamber to seal my damaged heart,
    the chambers walls have been broken time after time, its true,
    but the deep cut scars engraved on its walls were sculpted by you.

  • Freshman - 2,296 Points Points Of View (9/4/2014 2:51:00 AM) Post reply

    " this love is for keeps

    no matter what it takes...

    this love grows strong and deep

    no room for weak."

  • Rookie - 5 Points Keith Robson (9/1/2014 11:35:00 AM) Post reply

    The poetry of life.
    ..............................


    I feel the tiredness of my years, those quiet times when breath appears
    in melting mosaic imagery, upon the mirrors of a sea
    that only calls so many names, through pious sunlit tortured flames
    that scrape themselves away from light, then wander off into a night
    of promises and empty eyes, the kind that used to hold surprise
    when church songs played in moonlit rain, afraid to wander back again
    through open doors and empty hearts, until the rhythm of night departs,
    like shadow paintings on a wall, the kind that dance, but never call.


    I know the mysticism of time, so much gone by within my rhyme
    so much still here, so much to come, yet even time stands still for some,
    for hours are bolsters for a head to dream of life and death instead
    of dreaming silently away the hours of each poem of day,
    life’s poetry holds certain charm, it holds you up from fault or harm,
    then brings you back to Earth again, to laugh your joys, or feel your pain,
    I write to breathe, I breathe to live, for words hold many things to give
    to tortured souls and hearts that grieve, to countless spirits that believe.


    I seek the beauty that seeks me, a celtic song, a sleeping sea,
    a moonlit road that points the way to everything life needs to say,
    a baby’s laugh, a robin’s call, so much to touch me after all,
    the souls I meet upon the road, the friends who wish to share my load
    to lift me up, to share a joke, when shoulders bow beneath the yoke
    but most of all a heart to share, to walk with me to who knows where
    to hold me close when it gets dark, to raise me up just like a lark
    to lay by me as evenings dim, so much of life is like a hymn...

  • Gold Star - 11,279 Points Mohammad Skati (8/25/2014 4:26:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Rhymes and rhythms are great, but they need people to know about them, so they can use them well.

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    • Gold Star - 11,279 Points John Westlake (9/7/2014 2:41:00 PM) Post reply

      Just knowing about them is not enough. Learning and knowing how to use them is very important. Many people DO know about them but do not have the ability to use them correctly.

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