Monday, January 21, 2013

Hand in Hand




Tenaciously, our hands embrace,
sweet nuance found in soft caress...
Emboldened, fingers intertwine--
with thumb on back of hand, you trace
against bare skin...feel stir within...
in tethered warmth, I acquiesce.
Then quickened heart anticipates
through promises conveyed, unspoken;
and sharing secrets once repressed,
you whisper faintly in my ear
in language only love translates.
Our shadows dance upon the wall
in a myriad of shifting shapes;
then palm to palm, your touch palpates
to kindle fire, hand in hand.


©  Ginny Brannan January 2013

Sharing at d'Verse Poets Pub Open Link Night Week #80

Written for The Mag #152, image provided by Tess Kincaid
She provides the image, we the story!

I decided to try my hand (no pun intended) at this form, a sort of Free Verse with structure. 
This style is called a Weave. It can be written in two line stanzas, five line stanzas, or no separate stanzas at all. 
Its rhyme scheme follows this pattern: abcad befbg ehiej (and so on).
The first and fourth lines rhyme,  the second line rhyme from the first stanza becomes the rhyme for the first and fourth lines in the following stanza, so the second line from stanza one "weaves" into stanza two; the second line from stanza two "weaves" into stanza three. This form has no definitive number of lines. (*My one slight 'veer' off format, the internal rhyme in L5)

20 comments:

  1. your touch palpates to kindle fire....i like that...of course the kindle fire has its own meaning...ha....but i took it literally...cool job on the form...there is a nice soft intimacy in this...

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    1. Thanks Brian, I think holding hands is a very seductive thing, a prelude of deeper intimacies to come.

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    2. ah true that...touch is very evocative....

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  2. Skillful, ingenious - and wise.

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  3. Oh Ginny! Wow! I especially love the lines, 'you whisper faintly in my ear/ in language only love translates' and the closing lines, 'then palm to palm, your touch palpates to kindle fire, hand in hand.' Kudos!

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  4. Nicely done, Ginny. I love how you keep trying new forms to express your thoughts.

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  5. Forever friends, I can tell, from this day forth.

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  6. Weaved wonderfully for me, Ginny!♥

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  7. Love this, Ginny. Beautiful !

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  8. love the intimacy and gentleness in this...walking through life hand in hand...a good thing...

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  9. Ginny, your poetry always impresses me. This is not least because, whilst you have maintained a consistent rhythm, which doesn't falter, and, in the case of this poem, a complex rhyme scheme as well, you yet convey a flowing continuity, which is as easy as a soft flowing stream to sit and watch and follow. As Claudia says above, this is also soft and gentle and very warming to the heart.

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  10. I found this very touching (pun intended).

    "Then quickened heart anticipates
    through promises conveyed, unspoken;
    and sharing secrets once repressed,
    you whisper faintly in my ear
    in language only love translates."

    Those lines spoke to me. Nice write, Ginny.

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  11. Free Verse (sort of ) Ha! You are a master at rhyme and rhythm - And such a sweet verse this is.... "you whisper faintly in my ear in language only love translates." Thank you for your kind comments on my blog. (I love reading about Lincoln and found this website interesting - I added it to my post after you commented : http://www.lincolnportrait.com/index.html

    I've been so busy with family lately, I've had little time to blog... I think I will use an old one for Magpie Tales this week.

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  12. Ah - you handle the form so fluidly - it is lovely - like the fingers caressing the hand. k.

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  13. Beautiful in form and content. I love that first clasp.

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  14. So many wonderful lines in the Ginny!! :-)

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  15. I think I've commented before about how writing to a form takes a special kind of discipline, but really pays off. I like to do it myself from time to time as a challenge. Here you meet the challenge head-on and it works perfectly Ginny.

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  16. Beautiful tender words - a pleasure to read.

    Anna :o]

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Thank you for reading my poetry and sharing your thoughts.