Ovi Poetry Challenge 83: LIFT 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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15 thoughts on “Ovi Poetry Challenge 83: LIFT is your inspiration.”

  5. Lift-Up

    In Washington, Trump’s newest term

    approaches. His nominees squirm

    a tad,  but most will be confirmed ―

    few will likely defend the truth.

    I say this, witness to the times,

    as we watch as each minion climbs

    out of view of Donald Trump’s crimes,

    a dark perch  where sycophants roost.

    America’s divide extends,

    and facts are twisted, the truth bends  ―

    political largesse depends

    on strict obedience to Trump.

    Democracy’s surely adrift,

    festering sores, an endless rift,

    partisan angst, a wholesale shift

    to a bluster-baked naked King.

    All that aside, a moment’s peace

    in the Middle East, war to cease

    in stages, a parleyed surcease ―

    fingers, hearts, crossed, the bloodshed stops…

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  9. Thank you Ronovan for this prompt.

    We live our daily lives

    And a dream comes and sings

    About wishes that are gifts

    To take us to a higher realm.

    Our daily life needs a dream

    Which is like a moonbeam

    Floating in like a gleam

    Giving  us a soothing light.

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