Pi's Form Challenge - Are You Poet Enough?

[2pound]

gimmie a good one pls ty!
edit: ok then; i tried this time. not sure if this is what a tritina is so i wouldn't mind some criticism or advice.to be honest.

Quote:

14
Tritina
....Line endings

through a hazy veil of dew, I resent
myself in words that fail to drag
your focus around the room: This is my will.

All possessions bequeathed upon you will
traverse through time, from beginning to present,
all hell be damned if you're not pretty in drag;

there can only be one heir when you drag
race against entitled veins: the snake's present
shall be awarded beside the mossy Hickory will

which will cleanse all impure drags and precedents for you to acquisition.

[babyl10]

I've only heard of half of these... CHALLENGE ACCEPTED~
Don't judge me too hard I haen't written in awhile

[2pound]

let's try one more!

edit: i don't know if i'm doing this right. i just came up with this in like 15 mins sweatdrop

Have Your Pi

Trimeric - Repeated lines

pregnant for the fourth time, he
who knocked her up
abandoned ship in spite,
drawing a line of cowardice;

who knocked her up?
his mask fell off and
the captian's reaction to

abandon ship in spite
of the valued veil, was forced
as he stood in the sand,

drawing a line of cowardice
and loyalty, and my father
never stepped forward: drowned.

[2pound]

last one i promise (gotta give these kids a run for their money, though).


Edit:

This one really kicked my a**. I don't know if I did it right but it's been long enough and I'm not sure what I'm trying to accomplish with this piece.

13 --Triolet

Upon such a fine line
I've written this rhyme.
Line by line my style defy--
upon such a fine line--
the properties of my life.
I've tread the edge in high tide
upon such a fine line
and lost both my heart and mind.

[TheDucksKeepMarchingOn]

Have Your Pi

14
Tritina - 5,000 gold
....Line endings

You’re melting my insides.
Puddling my heart into an ooey gooey mess
that sticks sweetly to my ribs.

It’s caustic and tingling and tainting my ribs,
painting them gold, and liquefying my insides.
I want to speak, but my words are just a sticky mess.

I try, but I can’t contain this mess
because its churning inside me and tickling my ribs
and so I laugh until I spill my insides.

I can feel my heart in the melted mess of my insides, beating against my ribs.

[2pound]

Once again!

Quote:

1 - haiku

Patterns Matter

it's impossible
how chaos rules all of our
lives in wildfire

[Queen Of Kinqs]

as i walk the path of the forgotten
stripped of all but dignity
traversing through mud and sand and stone
these are the trials we all must face

stripped of all but dignity
i shall not bow my head in shame
these are the trials we all must face
but do i walk this path alone?

i shall not bow my head in shame
the scars serve as reminders of who i have become
but do i walk this path alone?
there is no shadow by my side

the scars serve as reminders of who i have become
traversing through mud and sand and stone
there is no shadow by my side
as i walk the path of the forgotten

[Queen Of Kinqs]

im drunk and still awake lets go again

[Queen Of Kinqs]

this one will take more time rofl

[vita grotesk]

5- Limerick

There was a fat man from Berlin
Who was troubled by his double chin
So he sat very still
And he ate diet pills
But he never did get very thin

[vita grotesk]

3- Dodoitsu

My parakeets sing all day
Charming little squeaks and chirps
Today I keep as pets what
Were once dinosaurs

[vita grotesk]

6- Double Dactyl

Higgledy piggeldy
Ruining sentences
This tricky meter makes words pull foul tricks

Twee overusage of
'Idiosyncracies'
Is what makes editors think we're all dicks

[vita grotesk]

I already wrote this one
But I can do another
Maybe I can't, poetry
is hard. Aw, snap.

[vita grotesk]

17- Italian (Petrarchan) sonnet
(done)