~ Spiritual Poetry ~ ... Davidian sonnets

[Dwayne]

Please allow this artist/writer to introduce to Earth's peoples the Davidian sonnet,
invented in 1990 by yours truly. Am assuring all that there is no relation to David Koresh/
the Branch Davidians & this poetry form. As you never came across this style of sonnet
in literature class it will help to first define the Davidian's structure:


* 14 lines, rhyming sequence:
~~~ abba cddc efg efg ~~~
rhyming down both left & right margins

* equal # of syllables/line (careful of the occasional diphthong)

* the sextet may either enhance the octet's theme or it may present a balancing view


The cadence varies from sonnet to sonnet ... from iambic pentameter to flowing prose.
These are spiritual poems at their core & hints of Richard's writings' influence in me will be
noticed from time to time by the observant & another reason for me to be thankful for him.

While this style of sonnet has not continued to be pursued personally, nevertheless they were
written in a time of creative wonder & joy over the just principles existing in our known universes.
My writing preference became prose within a few years, as it suddenly occured to me one day
that, while taking days sometimes composing a powerfully tight sonnet, there was a loss
associated with creating most of these: namely ~ The moment ~ That's why prose
won out, as it's here/now flow is more personally attractive. The longer it would take to get
everything just right within the new challenging structure then all the more the moment
was lost. The sonnets remain clever & complex, saying what this man wishes them to say ...
though you may have to work for it.

Earth's first Davidian sonnet was composed shortly after first deciding what the form of them
would be &, once invented, the next decision was "What do I wish the initial one to be about?"



Balance

It's not that I'll laugh so often
Nor find my eyes full of large tears,
For what I've learned over the years
Lets me be calm time and again.

Would rather not ride giant swells
Of an angry, raging sea, hence
Love seeks out the mild ripples, whence
Should be like peaceful, endless wells.

Not too far left or too far right
Is where I do desire to be:
In the middle of breadth and length.

Sought out the true and lasting Light,
His only urging: to be free.
Win All with gentleness through strength.



Written January 8-10, 1990 in Red Lodge, Montana. Here & now this writer would express it
a little differently, though not much so. There presently exists over 2 dozen Davidian sonnets
written by my self, mostly from a dozen or more years ago. Have also written over 3 dozen
other types of sonnets - Petrarchan, Shakespearean & even "Super" Shakespearean where
both left & right margins rhyme, as well as several "prose" sonnets, as this artist calls them.

Your thoughts of this new poetry form are most welcome to be expressed
to this emerging writer. Thank you for spending the time reading this post.

With warm regards,

~Dwayne~
a.k.a. David Wayne Walker
Nebraska, USA, Earth

[Dwayne]

Written after a challenging evening working as a
certified nursing assitant in a Montana nursing home:


Teamwork

When someone gives
More than required
For work that's mired
Then teamwork lives.

It's not a thing
Of selfishness.
Love gives it's best;
Lets good will ring.

So view yourself
An aide to choose
This duty, that

To see our self
In other's shoes
Is where it's at.



Davidian sonnet

Written January 12, 1990,
in Red Lodge, Montana

~Dwayne~

[Dwayne]

This one was written after being temporarily frustrated over seeing a friend
harming himself greatly by continuing to think in a negative manner ...


Seeds

I ache inside my heart that I
Know so many folks who don't know
How to seek a lasting peace. How
Trying it is. Why don't we try

To look inside ourselves so to
See the seeds we plant deep and see
We have great power in that we
Do create our own grief and do

Make our own gladness and do make
Much of our own circumstance much
Of the time? It's only those of

Wakening hearts whose lives will wake
Such utter truth within us; such
Love that's waiting to grow: True Love.



January 17-20, 1990
in Red Lodge, Montana

Notice in this Davidian sonnet that not only do the left & right margins rhyme in the
same sequence but they also are the same word basically on each end of a line. As
with most of these written some 15 years ago, this artist would express this a little
differently here now ... though not much differently.

~Dwayne~

[Dwayne]

Ah ... this Davidian sonnet remains precious to me ...


At Last

I was beginning to think that
I'd missed you this time around. How
Tried my soul has been until now.
Why has it taken so long? Sat

Many a night with aching heart,
Wondering where you were. The
Sun would rise again to find a
Then lonlier man, but the art

In Creator is flawless; His
Designs prove perfect, for it's you
Of my dreams who's now here with me.

When we were ready for wholeness
Creator guides us for True
Love, fulfilling our destiny.[/b]



January 26, 1990,
in Red Lodge, Montana

It was composed & given to a lovely lady who smiled as she turned the poem
around in her hands to hand back to me, saying, "You've written this
for another who is to come." Am still waiting.

~Dwayne~

[Dwayne]

The day this artist wrote 2 Davidian sonnets:


Intuition

While I walked through the woods today
I felt the urge to turn aside.
Why, I wasn't sure, but then I'd
Smile for this familiar sway.

And lo, beheld a marvelous
Sight: ice crystals growing out to
Right where I was being drawn so.
Land and water split by glorious,

Wondrous sculptures, feathers and points,
Bidding I take much closer sight
To marvel over His glory.

"One with All" the message anoints,
Hid but visible, that we might
Woo our hearts so peacefully free.[/b]



written about giant hoarfrost crystals &
that wonderful nudging in one's heart.


~ ~ ~


Return

I've come back to the place today
A friend of mine had taken me.
The morning's calm is wide and free,
Lively from Rock Creek's babbling play.

By day it holds a wondrous air
For those who'll pause to soak it in
Or feel the magic here within.
My heart has sealed it with a prayer.

I hope that soon my friend will take
Her walk with me back to this place
Where All is found so peacefully.

High wonders of Creator make
Hurt hearts enjoy this special grace
Here, this place of tranquility.



Both sonnets written
on February 3, 1990
near Red Lodge, Montana

The number of "I"s found in these are indicative
of where this artist was at the time ... as all writing
can be a historical roadmap to indicate how far we've come.


~Dwayne~

[Dwayne]

My friendship with Danny Abrahams of Red Lodge
was the inspiration for this Davidian sonnet ...


Friends

A friend is one who stands by you
No matter what your trial may be.
So steady & so strong, they see
The darkest days you know clear through.

They'll always be there night and day
To comfort and console your need.
Through thick and thin a friend will seed
Well thoughts to help you find your way.

Much warmth and comfort good friends hold.
They're there to listen when you bare
Your heart to speak your highest goal.

Such priceless worth that can't be sold:
Care, hope & love that true friends share,
For understanding warms the soul.[/b]


February 2-4, 1990
in Red Lodge, Montana

meet Danny: www.screenshotart.com/index.php?showtopic=5501


~Dwayne~

[Dwayne]

Recognition

Do I know you?
Am sure it's so.
Time's bound to show
You know me too.

Though few the days
From when we met,
Come, take heart, let
No wall block ways

Of knowing why
We've come to be
Here now. Let your

Love guide you. I
Leave you to see:
Fear shuts the door.


February 7, 1990
in Red Lodge, Montana

... & this is all for now.
Thanks for your time spent here.


~Dwayne~

[Dwayne]

It's another now already ... & after
the Big Bang: the Big Crunch?:


Existence

When All is come
Around again
And we begin
One at rest; Home,

A Voice within
Without words is
Hither of this
Awareness, in

The All that ev-
er was IS and
Certainly will

Be, as It's nev-
er clearer than
Here and Now, still.


May 1, 1992


~ ~ ~


My Poetry

So you say that you have trouble
Enjoying my poetry, as
In reading, a nice cadence is
Nowhere to be found and you stall.

Others find obscurity or
Lofty verse a bit too much to
Softly soothe, and that's okay too.
A few are irked by its structure

And that's where I beg to differ,
As, see it or not, construct be
Universal in spirit, thought,

Land, sea and air. Regardless your
Fast receipt or reject: do see
You recognize this truth I've brought.


May 3, 1992
in Red Lodge, Montana


There - 10 of my Davidian sonnets ... a nice round number.


~Dwayne~

[Edina]

Thank you for sharing your poems&sonnets with us. Very nice of you.

[Grave]

WOW! I guess I don't mind title "GOD" for you. Incredible poetry

You are the mand ;D , soul , umm "Is".. whatever

[Grave]

Grave said:

WOW! I guess I don't mind title "GOD" for you. Incredible poetry

You are the mand ;D , soul , umm "Is".. whatever

I ment You are the man !

[Edina]

There's a little button called 'Modify' in the right corner of your post, if you wish to correct that spelling mistake.

[Dwayne]

"I ment You are the man !"

You mean that you meant that I am the man? Heh heh heh ...



Most kind, Grave, but this artist is a man, not the man.
Am pleased you seem to like my writing, friend.

~Dwayne~

[Edina]

Kewl icon Dwayne!

[Dwayne]

Hee heeee ... Pleased you like it, Edina. Have got a boat-load in my
"For Forums" folder, though many do not translate all that well on a darker background ...
like this one:



Many keep some "edges" to them, though they still are recognizable.

Please check your PMs, Edina, thanks.[/i]

~Dwayne~


Edit- grammar correction