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WALTMARIE

The "Waltmarie" is a two-in-one poem invented by Candice Kubinec. It's a ten-lined poem, where odd lines have no specific syllabic count, meaning the poet writes in as many or as little syllables as desired. Even lines are written in 2 syllables and create a "mini poem" if read apart. There are no rules for rhyme or subject - the option is left to the poet to choose whether to rhyme or not. In December, we offered this challenge to our Facebook group members and out of 13 entries we chose 6 poets to be featured.


 

"Untitled"


Singing the song of my life

feel it

I digress it's a smile on my heart

often

With a note of stolid, reminding me of

the moon

Not a selcouth fact that my soul

speaking

But I went on my path to feel in

silence © Sonal Rao India


 

"Untitled"


Let me accumulate vigor for wending to Challenge As everyday is selcouth challenge

For life

Today I'm stolid, strong and stout To face

As I love, like and kiss my life in This strife

Challenge shows the way of changeable life

Boldly


© Prasanna Bhatta

India


 

"Night Divine"


Oh, holy night someone cried stolid

Fall on

Beyond magic outside selcouth heights

Your knees

Enable pronounced peace denied

Hear the

Spirits digress emboldened divine

Angel

Likened to heaven wending wings above cry

Voices


© Matt Elmore USA


 

"Untitled"


You always tell me you love me but Your eyes

Digress what you profess, your actions

Never

Could hide the tale of stolid promises that most times

Reflect

The wend of some selcouth intentions,

The words

You utter could not convince me to believe in what

You say


© Myr Reyes E. Tejada

Philippines


 

"Ennui"


The tedious hours tick into a dreary day

Listless

Amidst the humdrum, into relevance I digress

Waiting

This stolid countenance, unnerving and stale

Calls for

Something that wends the mind to connect

A spark

In the doldrums, a selcouth feeling aroused

To last


© Gus Perez Amio

Philippines


 

"Stolid"

The sound of the moonlight in hopeless night

Digress

Thoughts setting in such wend

Whispers

Soaring higher by such undying doubts

Until

It's me, in selcouth and wandering

I smile

In the approaching moments of dawn

At last


© Russel Edles

Philippines





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