Silence abandoned

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Prompt words: Cascade, tresses, eagle, abandon, rippling

With her golden tresses,
and her flawless white gown,
She lent her ear to the cascades run
Into the rippling eagle lake…

Mused by the beauty of woods,
Thrilled in the sprays of the fall,
She stood by her pet deer,
With her golden tresses.

Elegant was the nature,
though abandoned were the woods,
running was the silver casacade
And her flawless white gown.

The cuckoos were singing,
the peacocks were dancing,
Yet to hear another tune-
She lent her ear to the cascades run.

Silver cascade was just rushing in,
rushing in from the tallest hill,
For, it has to slide and rest
into the rippling eagle lake…..

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Cascade, a form created by Udit Bhatia, is receptiveness, but in waterfall. The poem does not have any rhyme scheme; therefore, the layout is simple. Say the first verse has three lines. Line one of verse one becomes the last line of verse two. To follow in suit, the second line of verse one becomes the last line of verse three. The third line of verse one now becomes the last line of verse four, the last stanza of the poem. See the structure example below:
a/b/c, d/e/A, f/g/B, h/i/C

Beauty in dreams..

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There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams,
Our imaginations flow out in streams,
There’s beauty in dreams,
In the dark night as the star gleams,
There would be a creative themes,
There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams….

There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams,
Nature seems to be making teams,
There’s beauty in dreams,
As sun slips out of the schemes,
We start churning our fantasy creams,
There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams…

There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams,
Caught up in witchy screams,
There’s beauty in dreams,
We would be kings n queens,
And Just feel supreme,
There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams….

There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams,
Belive, they are all fradulent schemes,
There’s beauty in dreams,
For, worlds unknown would just seem,
Perfect and mastered schemes,
There’s beauty in dreams,
We could sail on silvery moon beams….

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This is a triolet of Beauty in Dreams

© SriSudha K