YOU ARE A MYSTERY TO ME
I search and spy you from across the room.
At first sight, I felt my heart burst in bloom.
My thoughts race to islands of blue waters
And for just a moment my vision blurs.
I touch your dress and feel the electric.
In this moment I know you’re the right pick.
I grip you in my hands, oh how perfect.
You hold my attention, firm, and direct.
You open to me, no fear to reveal.
Fragile as glass or hard as tungsten steel.
The lure of the first moments of delight.
No doubt about it, it’s love at first sight.
Your voice just for me, soft as a whisper,
Drawing me in and cause visions to stir.
Telling me what you plan to give to me,
Every single thought I can’t help but agree.
My eyes thrill to follow your every line
Making the moon rise and the stars to shine.
My mind explodes… the things to do with you,
and oh… the smile on my face when we’re through.
Took you home quick… opened your cover too.
Turn those pages for a whodunit clue.
If you want to know more about a Chanso poem, click here for How To Write Chanso Poetry. Or jump below the logo to get a not so quick explanation but a somewhat clear version.
The not so quick explanation but a somewhat clear version:
You write however many stanzas you like or need in order to tell your story.
Each line has the same number of syllables… your choice. If one line is 7 then all lines are 7.
The number of lines per stanza is up to you but must stay the same for all stanzas with the exception of the last stanza. If one is 4 then all are 4, but the last would be 2, see next.
The final stanza has half the number of lines the other stanzas have. For this poem the stanzas have 4 lines, so my final stanza has 2.
The final stanza sums up what happened in your poem, or you can make a dedication to whoever or whatever you wrote the poem about.
And that’s it. I’ll be updating the How To… post soon with some history about the Chanso poetry form and some interesting language aspects that a history freak like me just loves to stumble upon.
Hope you enjoyed the poem, and try the style out.
Just a tip, if you write one, pick your topic/subject, then write a sentence for what each stanza will be about. For example:
My poem was about reading a book, as revealed in the final stanza. The subject of the poem being a deception until the end was my own doing, not a requirement of the style at all. Now here is how I went about my Chanso. I divided it up into what I considered the elements of reading a book, a real, honest to goodness, made of paper, book.
Seeing the book (On the shelf, the thrill that it’s there, the color of the cover.)
Feeling the book (As I take it off the shelf. Happy I finally and thrilled I finally have it.)
Opening the book (Opening the book to a story of a heartbreaking emotional story or a hard as nails action thriller. And knowing it was the right pick and delighting in what I see.)
Hearing the book (Hearing that creak of a book opening and the pages rifling.)
Reading the book (The words and the images and the ending and satisfaction of having read the book.)
The reveal (In this case.) that it is a book. (A quick summation of the poem. I was surprised by how easy it was to do it.)
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