The Friday Fling Swoons Poetically Over Objects of Affection!
Friday Fling #169 February 24th 2012
As we come to the last Friday Fling of this CPC February of Love, we thought it would be fun to challenge you to write about someone who or something which is “the object of your affections.” Whatever is uniquely YOUR love, or unique in the way you love him/her/it.
Since one of the distinctive objects of our own Michelle suggested for this narrow yet broad topic that a longer format such as the Ottava Rima would be a good fit. According to ShadowPoetry.com,
An Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octaves. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:
one octave poem. abababcc
two octave poem. abababcc, dededeff
three octave poem. abababcc, dededeff, ghghghii
He is There
When sorrow lies entrenched within your heart
And doubts, like ocean waves, around you churn,
When chaos reigns o’er life and won’t depart
And for the peace of yesterday you yearn,
When evil thoughts are tearing you apart
And there is nowhere left for you to turn,
When dark of night persists throughout your day,
It’s time to fall upon your knees and pray.
For God is there, He’s always by your side,
He is your life’s companion and your friend,
He’s with you through each bitter storm you ride,
From morn’s first light to sunset at day’s end.
You must give up your bitterness and pride
And to your Lord extend your hand again.
He only wants for you to ask Him in
And you will be forgiven for your sin.
Copyright © 2003 Linda Newman
If you find this format too long and complex, I suggest an Ode, which is “a poem praising and glorifying a person, place or thing.”
This week the Friday Fling writes in formats starting with O, about the Object of our affections!
Be sure to save time to read and comment Objectively about your fellow Pals’ poetic Orations. Then do your best to spend at least part of your weekend with the Object of your affections!
Fickle Finger of Fate Award for February 17th
Congratulations Angel Love!
Welcome everyone to the Friday Fling’s Object of Affection poetry party! This week Michelle and I are challenging you to write an Ottava Rima in one or more octaves, or an ode in any style you choose, about an object of your affections. So sharpen your muse’s pencil and pour out your heart in words others will find – affecting!
This is by Sonnet Diva! Thanks so much Lori!
The Muse is my object of my affection
With my demanding Muse I sit and write
Writing well together no rejection
Fantasy or darkness it’s all delight
Amassing a poetry collection
Though she does keep me up so late at night
The Muse is active and gives little peace
I must admit writing gives me release
Such a demanding yet a zany Muse
She enjoys new forms and so loves to rhyme
With Fantasy Walls pictures do enthuse
Yet writing with her is more than part time
When she wants to write simply can’t refuse
My writing with her not an uphill climb
For my zany muse I have affection
Sometime our writes bring on introspection
Often I write when I find I can’t sleep
My Muse for me often fulfills a need
The Muses words into my head do creep
My fingers have trouble keeping up speed
Yet an active Muse I’m happy to keep
After she’s done I edit and reread
A demanding wench yet we do have fun
For this team I know writing’s never done
Sonnet Diva
Hi Bob and Michelle…wonderful blog! This is kind of a sad write…but is where I am at right now. 🙁 :love:
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Here is an Ottava Rima that I wrote a while back!
I can’t read anyone’s post with photobucket. Everything is blank at the moment. My internet is being very slow now and I will comment as soon as I can see something.
Wonderful blog and challenge and pieces posted. Congratulations to Angel Love!
Michelle’s dreamy romantic location repost inspired me to do this Ottava Rima.
MY OBJECT YOUR AFFECTION
Your the object
Of my affection
You are
The light
For my darkest nights
The cool
For my hot love
For you
You are my
Sun shine
When there is rain
You are my
Every thing
That I want you to be
You the song
That I want to sing
A song of love
That we both
Can share
Your my end
When there is
No way out
Your the yes for my no
The sweet kisses
For those sour notes
That I feel inside
You make
My day so bright
And the night
With star
That are so bright
You are
My every thing
Yet theres
Just one thing missin
From this beautiful mist of mine
You are not mine to have
You are the object
Of My affections
And all that
I want it to be
So why are you there
And I am here
Written By: Bettie Davis ————————— © February 24 , 2o12
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BEYOND DAY AND NIGHT
Within the realm of darkness and night
where solitude reigns and silence grows,
my imagination soars toward Dawn’s first light
as I find my way by moonbeams’ glow
to this place that soothes my heart and soul;
daylight waning and all seeming so right
and Night’s painted canvas lifting me up,
the stars and planets begin to fill my cup.
And as I gaze up at the midnight skies,
my dreams dancing with each twinkling star
tears begin to flow and well up in my eyes
the elusive dreams I try to catch from afar.
Each time I see them, another surprise
as they begin to meet us where we are.
And the joy they bring I can’t explain,
or the sound of their ethereal refrain.
(c) barbara kausteklis 2-24-12
All such gorgeous poetry and posts. A delight as I read them and I’ll be back later on to comment. Hoping this day is treating everyone well. Big Hugs.
Thank you Barbara! Big hugs back!
Hey folks,this is Brenda/Elfwing. Been a while since I’ve been on the “burst”(friendburst). Hope all is well with each one of you. Some really great poems here,and some awesome pics too. Ya’ll have a rocking good weekend,and,:) keep writing. Blessings,Brenda. 🙂 :love: :love: :love:
Object of my affection is giving smiles and sharing joy!! Like these giggles!