Ovi Poetry Challenge 30: CHANGE is your inspiration.

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OVI POETRY

Ovi is a syllabic/metre poetry form. In this case, Ovi is from India, originating in the Marathi language. The Ovi  has been in use in written form since the 13th Century, but the women’s ovee/ovi predates the literary form by at least the 12th Century.

The Ovi are in general, lyrical folk songs expressing love, social irony, and heroic events. They are written in the following scheme.

4 line stanzas, as few as one stanza and up to as many as you like.

8 syllables or less per line

Rhyming is AAAb. The second stanza would be CCCd. The third, EEEf. And so on. Meaning nothing in one stanza must rhyme with anything in the previous stanza. The fourth line does not rhyme.

Example:

Roly Poly by Judi Van Gorder

The big toothed tot with golden hair
picked up a bug on Sister’s dare,
it rolled into a ball right there
and won her springtime heart.

Notice the rhyming pattern is AAAb or
A
A
A
b

My Attempt

Blue flowers continue to grow,
with the shadow’s making them glow,
giving life to darkness and woe,
dying each year to yet return.

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9 thoughts on “Ovi Poetry Challenge 30: CHANGE is your inspiration.”

  6. The Weight of Time

    Some mornings, the curtains still drawn,
    And, beyond the windows, near dawn,
    the odd sounds of night nearly gone,
    life seems the same, yet there’s a change.

    Each new dawn brings a subtle shift,
    a minor ache, unwelcome gift,
    proving age a predestined drift
    to a decisive certainty.

    And yet the journey makes its way,
    the weight of time a crisp buffet
    a smorgasbord of work, love, play,
    until the concluding buffet.

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    • A Slight Edit:

      The Weight of Time

      Some mornings, the curtains still drawn,
      And, beyond the windows, near dawn,
      the odd sounds of night nearly gone,
      life seems the same, yet there’s a change.

      Each new dawn brings a subtle shift,
      a minor ache, unwelcome gift,
      proving age a predestined drift
      to a decisive certainty.

      And yet the journey makes its way,
      the weight of time a crisp buffet
      a smorgasbord of work, love, play,
      until the concluding dessert.

      http://www.engleson.ca

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  7. Life is all about change
    In which there is many a page
    Our destiny is sure to arrange
    Different experiences.

    They make us what we are
    We may be left with a scar
    Or we may reach the star
    Whatever is written for us.

    Thank you Ronovan 🙂

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