Sangeetha & David’s new poetry project
Once upon a time, two poets who’d never met in person spontaneously began writing verses back and forth to one another over the Internet. Their first poetry project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin.
Once they’d completed their oeuvre, the two decided to continue their creative journey together; and Sangeetha came up with a fun new idea, which David loved – to explore different poetic forms together, working through the Alphabet from ‘A’ to ‘Z’.
Every week, for twenty-six weeks beginning in January of the year 2022, they would take turns selecting poetic forms beginning with the letter corresponding to that particular week (1=A, 2=B, etc., etc.) and write poems to one another using that form.
David suggested they call their new project ‘Form verses creativity’, and so it began.
Q for Quintilla
Sangeetha’s Quintilla
gift wrapped in sweet nostalgia
hands smelling of warm vanilla
her loud laughter, a lullaby
trailing kisses over my eyes
~ earliest memory of Ma
David’s Copla Real (i.e., double Quintilla)
Will my child think fondly of me?
~ I would earn her eternal trust.
When too old to sit on my knee
~ will our bond still remain a must?
~ how long will she cherish our 'we'?
Fine balance 'tween parent and friend
~ I would classic labels transcend.
Will she know I'm always for her?
~ her close confidant 'til the end?
~ invested in 'are', not just 'were'?
Quintilla?
- Syllabic: octasyllabic (8 syllable lines);
- Stanzaic: any number of quintains (5 line stanzas);
- Rhymed: only 2 rhymes per quintain can be used;
- it cannot end in a rhyming couplet;
- possible rhyme schemes:
- ababa, abbab, abaab, aabab, or aabba;
- Two quintillas (a decastich) is known as Copla Real.
Sangeetha & David’s ‘Form verses creativity’
- The Alouette
- The Balance
- The Candlelight
- The Dizain
- The Etheree
- The Florette
- The Ghazal
- The Hexaduad
- The Italian octave
- The Jue Ju
- The Kimo
- The Limerick
- The Marianne
- The Nocturna
- The Ottava Rima
- The Pathya Vat
- The Quintilla
- The Retrac
- The Sijo
- The Tritina
- The Ukiah
- The Verso-Rhyme
- The Waltz Wave
- X (wildcard): The Lira
- The YaDu
- The Zejel
Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.
–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!
Love both of these, from Sangeetha’s memories to your future concerns. Such depth of humanity and emotion in each, and obvious love for mother and child. You two should publish a poetry book together. Your collaborative work is exceptional. ๐
๐ค Mike ๐ค
Both poems are very dear. Well done!
๐ thanks, Janis ๐
I love both of these poems! Wonderful early memories of mother, Sangeetha!. Beautiful hopes for the future relationship between father and daughter., David! โค
โค๏ธ Cheryl โค๏ธ
Another delightful pair of verses โ love the quintilla!
๐ค๐ Muri ๐ค๐
Wonderful.
๐ Molly ๐
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๐ค Thanks, Samantha! ๐ค
Sincerely,
David
Looking back and looking ahead. Change is evident…
๐ Terveen ๐
The Times just did an interview with a group of teenagers, and prefaced it by saying we would be surprised by their answers. In fact, only one thing surprised me–if they could ask their 40 year old selves anything, almost all of them mentioned wanting to know that their parents were ok. So I wouldn’t worry too much. (K)
that’s sweet… but wanting to know that one’s parents are okay isn’t the same as having a good relationship with them in adulthood…
I wonder how we judge what is good. I fought continuously with my parents from adolescence onward, but in retrospect, only the relationship with my father was a good one. It aged well. Of course the fact that my mother had Alzheimer’s didn’t help. But also, I had no way to judge either relationship when I was in the midst of it. I never doubted our love for each other though.
I’ve never once in my life doubted my parents’ love either. That’s a big deal.
It is.
This is wonderful!
๐ฅฐ thank you, Derusley ๐ฅฐ
Sincerely,
David
Adorable
โจ๐๐ปโจ Abi โจ๐๐ปโจ