FASHION ME YOUR WORDS TO ~ FOLD

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I always claim February as my month, and become very self-centered. February 11th is my birthday, but i carry on and on in mode 'pest-y' until the month passes.

Writing in a 'hobby mode', is what i do. I stake no claim to the tag of professional, and as i channel my way through retirement tunnel, I love the friendships, this path has thrown across the ways. The flames of light bouncing shadows playfully to dance on the walls of unknown territory. The challenge of words, bending and stretching my mind keeping me young and vibrant in my sixties.

One such challenge stretched my bow to tension of form-creating. When i let my arrow fly. There it was THE FOLD: right on target. Yes toads; The Fold was created in response to an online challenge to create a form. Now years later down the road, it is documented as a writable, usable form.

Notes on poetry form
Poetic form can be defined in different ways, but it is essentially a type of poem defined by the poem's physical structure.
Additionally, it defines a specific style or set of rules that must be used for writing that form.


Your challenge today toads, is to Let your words dance with me in celebration. Forgetting all others, focus your gaze on The Fold and write using the form. You can write fiction fact or fantasy, staying true to the following guidelines:
1. 11 lines
2.The end phrase of Line one repeats at Lines 5 and 11
3.The rhyme of line 1 continues through in every other line
4. There must be a reference to nature and how it affect you the poet
5. More indepth instructions HERE
6. Fold origin HERE


MUD
mud is a tradition of the Carnival;
in the awakening jouvert, the misbehavers
start their misbehaving; to the arrival
of the sun, covered in red mud, yellow mud,
dirty mud creatures of the Carnival;
threatening clean people, who come to see
other people look dirty, at this, their revival
as the last carol and parang are sung,
the merry monarch wrests his survival
the sequins, the beads, the feathers come out,
to weave the fabric of the Carnival
MUD © gillena cox 2007


Remember, as you fashion your words; have fun.
Then link your poem to Mr Linky and read the poems of others listed.