I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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Posts may be updated without notice at any time. Completed work appears in my books.

26 October 2011

Love (Etheree)


Love
has music
you don’t hear;
you are not listening
to the underneath of love
but to the lovely surface sounds
which are all cooings and slurpy kisses
catching your attention and filling up your ears
so you never discern those almost inaudible notes
that sing the promise of pain, of looming, inescapable sorrow.


An etheree is this form of poem, lines increasing by either words or syllabes, 1 - 10. I’ve used a word count here rather than syllable count. There can also be reverse etherees, and double etherees counting from 1 to 10 and back again from 10 to 1, or even double reverse etherees. I suspect I’m not done with this new (for me) discovery yet.

Between busy life and atrocious internet connection, I missed the ‘shape poem’ prompt at dverse, so am submitting this instead to OpenLinkNight #15.

20 comments:

  1. I missed that prompt too... nice shape poem...

    love has both happy and sad faces....

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  2. Nice job, I'm glad you decided to post it tonight. Thanks

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  3. Thank you, Heaven and Fred. It's interesting what the subconscious throws up as content when you're focusing on form! :)

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  4. The form works very well with the build up of emotion here, lovely.

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  5. yes there is that...and love comes with both...at times...and if we dont expect it, it will destroy our world...

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  6. I love your poem and this is an amazing style you have captured it so well and done an amazing job I enjoyed this so much
    http://gatelesspassage.com/2011/10/25/the-groom-of-the-dead-bride/

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  7. I would not know how to start a shape poem, and yours is beautiful and so true.

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  8. yes - the real love often plays on a different level and we need to train our ears to hear...and understand..

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  9. Beautiful. It's that fairy tale promise, I guess, the thrall of 'happy ever after,' that keeps us from hearing...

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  10. Ahh... love this! Every girl's fantasy.

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  11. This is really a lovely poem Rosemary! But a piece of advice: don't tell your boyfriend that love is supposed to sound like "all cooings and slurpy kisses." It's just a man thing.... we have this fantasy in our heads that love is supposed to sound like the grunts of two grown, 300-pound men tackling each other on a football field. But yeah, yeah, I can see where slurpy kisses would be good too! (smiles) cute poem!

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  12. Thank you everybody, for the kind comments.

    John, I'll bear it in mind, LOL! But in this poem I wasn't meaning to address a particular person. The 'you' is rhetorical. The speaker might be addressing herself, and/or every reader, or even humankind in general. And I was not saying how love (not sex alone) is 'supposed' to sound but how the (fictional) speaker hears it, at surface level ... but then, that's metaphorical anyway. :-D

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  13. This is a beautiful poem here it captures love from the perspective of someone who has been in love a time or two. Great write

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  14. Thank you, Percy. You're right; I have. :)

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  15. "it's a beautiful game, let's play two," the immortal Mr. Cub, Ernie Banks would say. And that's what you've done here, Rosemary. A double-header of dVerse-linked verse all in one fascinating form of poem. In my first reading I was captured by the form and structure. My second reading (all that technical,stuff out of the way) I could appreciate what a lovely write you have given us.

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  16. Lovely etheree. So glad you made use of the article and so beautifully. It's true the depth of love aches sometimes, because there are many facets and they only start with "puppy" slurpy love. Well done! Thanks for your comments on mine as well!

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  17. I loved this! I learned something new! Thank you, i will have to try an ether sometime. Stop by and check out the new prompt site called Misfitian sometime! We have prompts on thursdays, some of them will be quite a challenge. http://misfitian.blogspot.com/2011/10/misfitian-1.html
    -Misfit

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  18. Yes, love has music you don't hear...unless you listen carefully and late at night. And when love is young and full of promise, we have to try to think about focusing on the sorrow.

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  19. I've never seen this before. How much fun. Of course, love...not so much.

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  20. I'll definitely be trying more of these and exploring the variations! :)

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