Ovi Poetry Challenge 66: DECISIONS is your inspiration.

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Don’t you just loath making decisions? You would think as our time goes by our lives would be such that it’s just plug and play. But nope. Something has to happen that makes us use our brains. Except the brain isn’t the only thing we use. There is that pesky heart. You can analyze and make pros and cons lists and flip coins, but that heart will tug and ache until whatever you decide can’t be undone. But then you must live with that decision, whatever it was and with whatever you made it. But you made it.

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 66: DECISIONS is your inspiration.”

  1. Decisions

    Countless decisions mark our days,

    some, veiled, as soft as the sun’s rays,

    others, complex, an opaque maze

    of choices, none to ease the mind.

    The poet seeks a rhythmic stance,

    word artistry, untapped expanse,

    a precise yet a fluid dance  

    of form – a soirée of beauty.

    Others, not poets, war wagers,

    death and destruction stagers,

    attack with exploding pagers –

    random evil intelligence.

    Can we picture digital death,

    a thrust into the river Lethe,

    a cyber loss of one’s last breath,

    by a stranger in a bunker?

    Truth is the poet wastes his time

    concocting his fatuous rhyme,

    though certainly a lesser crime

    than mass murder- a small comfort.

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  5. Thank you Ronovan 🙂

    To do or not to do

    Is what we would like to know

    Questions within us grow

    Till we take a decision.

    Some make up their minds quickly

    Their thought process is simply

    Like the making of a ditty

    Very clear and objective

    But some are not so lucky

    Their thinking is quite clumsy

    That makes them very touchy

    Others have to decide for them.

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