Descending Verse

    Too many decisions, too few choices

Hues contrast faces, Lines fade voice    

           In corridors of conundrum

 Conversations break then hide

    Where colors crawl to die

    Dreams tend to falter

  When blinding view

        Oh, so cruel

         Can you

            Be

A story takes on many shapes and forms

                  Idling between grandiosity

       And tepid legends running worn

     Leaving watermarks and tears

      Atop the lost word’s brown

         Misguided guilt glides

            Un-gently down

          The Spines of

       Seams once

         bound

Lost tears saved, amassed in a Mason’s jar—

  Commingling with the saddening stares

       Is a lonely state, too pronounced

           To shy, too painful to bear—

   When hearts become hardened

     Thoughts often feign sick—

         Who then, Who Will

             Care for these

                Unknown

                  Tears?

                A feeble meandering at midnight

                Infamously thrusts maleficence

                      Into familiar tones of grey—

               Wearing masks, attaching to

                  Parts carefully concealed

                          As if the shadows

                          Can preclude us

                                    Willfully—

                                  Without

                                     Cost

Over at D'Verse, Form-for-All is in full effect by now.  Tonight we were introduced to a Welsh verse known as the Englyn.  I have to admit, I gave it the old 15 years removed from college try, but unfortunately, I kept getting stuck, again and again and again.  Eventually I had to walk away, perhaps return to the form in a day or so, where hopefully a fresher mind will prevail. 

I definitely urge you to head on over though, hopefully you'll have better luck with it then I did.  It's a shame I couldn't get it down tonight, as reading through what's linked up, it does produce some really neat and fun poems.  The article is fantastic too, spells it out for you, gives some history, examples and plenty of links for further research.  It's so thorough, that I'm sure it's not as hard as I found it to be, one of those things I guess.  Perhaps one of those things where you go back and wonder how you struggled the first go-round.  Anyhow, definitely give it a try, but certainly read what the others have linked up, I think you'll enjoy yourself.

That all said, I thought I'd stick to the overall Form theme tonight and decided to remain in the syllabic state of mind as well.  I went with Descending Verse and did 4 descending poems, 10, 9, 8….1.  Always a good time with these, and super simple, which apparently is all I was able to handle tonight :)