Ovi Poetry Challenge 46: HELPLESS is your inspiration.

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Who hasn’t felt helpless at some point? That isn’t a real question. In the end we make it through those moments and obviously somehow we turn out not to be helpless. Sure,  maybe we weren’t able to get to where we thought we needed to be… yet, but we’re still here. And that’s what matters. Still being here.

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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17 thoughts on “Ovi Poetry Challenge 46: HELPLESS is your inspiration.”

  4. Helpless

    How to begin, this poet thought

    to tell the tale the evening wrought,

    student protests, some balance sought

    and yet it unfolded vaguely.

    Reference point, my student years,

    Alas, seen through times pruning shears,

    memories skewed, truth in arrears,

    yet similarities abound.

    Places of learning, yet the fist

    of protest gone awry – some twist,

    some horrid metamorphosis,

    universities tinged with hate.

    Of course, there must be the others,

    linking one thing with another’s,

    a slight trap, a poet’s druthers –

    the orange-haired fellow and his rants.

    That court-bound guy, that demagogue,

    has found his niche, hate pedagogue,

    and plans his ungagged epilogue –

    for chaos embraces vacuums.

    All of this extracted from wars,

    ancient lesions, unsettled scores,

    and the winner, the loudest roars,

    and we are deaf to each other.

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  16. Yes Ronovan, we do feel helpless at different moments in life. How we face those moments depends on our inherent nature. Thank you for the prompt.

    The scorching heat of summer
    Gets all the more tougher
    Because there is no cover
    Shade giving trees destroyed.

    Helpless animals and birds
    Facing daily hazards
    Difficult to come into terms
    To life with less trees and water.

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  17. […] A Warning to GlobalistsFeeling helpless is not for meThere are choices for those most freeTo preserve our own libertyWe speak upDark topics can immobilizeBut complacency’s most unwiseRegrets are the worst compromiseWe have RightsWe won’t lose a treasure in handBy lying down when we should standTelling globalists “Go pound sand.”Americans never yieldhttps://ronovanwrites.com/2024/05/01/ovi-poetry-challenge-46-helpless-is-your-inspiration/ […]

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