The Offtake Romantic Challenge II

This is a writing exercise, challenge, in which you are being asked to takeoff, use, a famous romantic poets poem to create your own. You can takeoff the title/concept - write a poem with the same title, using the same basic concept - or take off the first few lines -- where you start with the first two to four or so lines of their poem and add your own to create a completely new poem. I will provide you with some poets and poems to work from. Also, I will post examples of offtakes I've done. Participants, please state the Poet and Poems that you offtook. Your Poem Must be done in Same Form as Original and Some Common Poetry Elements Must Be Used. Looking for poems to Flow Well, Be Properly Structure, Have Good Rhythm & Rhyme, and Proper Form Structure/Usage. Deadline for the poems December 1st. I want you to have enough time to do your best work. Would appreciate it if interested poets planning to participate in the challenge state there interest, so we may all get an idea how many wonderful poems we get to read.

Here are some poets and poems to work from:

Ode to Psyche - John Keats

Ode to a Nightingale - John Keats

Give all to love ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

THE KISS - Sara Teasdale

How Do I Love Thee - Barrett Browning

Shall I Compare Thee - Shakespeare

A Thing of Beauty (The Joy of Beauty) - Keats

She Walks in Beauty - Byron

Ode to Beauty - Emerson

A Red, Red Rose - Burns

Ode To A Naked Beauty - Pablo Neruda

Sonnet: In Every Dream Thy Lovely Features Rise - William Barnes

She Was a Phantom of Delight - William Wordsworth

ODE TO PLEASURE - ELIZABETH BENTLEY

Love Sonnet XXVII (Naked you are simple as one of your hand) - Pablo Neruda

I Knew A Woman - Theodore Roethke

Sweet Rose of Virtue - William Dunbar

Sonnet 147 (My love is as a fever, longing still) - Shakespeare

SONNET 1 (From fairest creatures we desire increase) - Shakespeare

O, From What Power Hast Thou This Powerful Might - Shakespeare

How Sweet And Lovely Dost Thou Make The Shame - Shakespeare

Oh Mistress Mine - Shakespeare

O, She Doth Teach The Torches To Burn Bright
from Romeo & Juliet - Shakespeare

My Mistress' Eyes ~ Sonnet CXXX - Shakespeare

To (Jane, Mary) - Percy Bysshe Shelley

Love's Philosophy - Percy Bysshe Shelley

Some other suggested authors are;

W.B. Yeats
John Donne
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Robert Burns
William Wordsworth
William Blake
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Some Collect Works of Listed Poets;

http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/discussion/topic.html?topic_id=140850

This is an opportunity to Work on your Craft and Showcace your Work. SUGGESTION: Nominate your favorite poems of the challenge for the weekly contest.

Some Examples of Offtakes;

She Walks in Beauty... (A Sonnet)

She walks in Beauty, as Goddesses do,
Cascading, Rapture, Ecstasy, Delight,
Leaving, such Splendor, Magic, upon you,
As Your Soul Ascends, to Heavenly Heights.

Oh, what Wonders, She Resounds, Enchants with.
Fascinated, she'll leaves you, every time,
Her Siren Song, Enthralling, Rhapsodic,
Captivating, all, with a Spell, Sublime.

Fanciful feelings, her presence brings.
Bewitching, she is, in every aspect.
Being around her, an Entrancing thing,
Transfixed, she'll leave you, utterly, possessed.

With Pleasure, She Courts, as nothing before,
Leaving Heart's, in Flight and all Wanting, More...

Takeoff of; She Walks in Beauty - Byron

How Do I Love Thee!!!

How do I love thee, my mere words, they can't even describe.
I love thee, more than, starlit nights,
Than, cool, refreshing rain, on the hottest of days.
I love thee, more than, conceits, do praise.
I love thee, with a vigor, with which, mountains, I could move.
There's nothing, of this earth, that matches, my love, for you!!!
There's nothing, nothing, that matches its fervency.
Nothing, of this earth, is loved, more reverently,
Then I do you.
In every fiber, of my being, there's, love, for you,
Strong and Resonant.
How do I love thee, with a love, ever, fervent.
The Heavens, doth not match my love, in all its infinitude.
There's not much, heaven nor earth, that can match my love, for you.
Mere words, cannot capture its span.
For, my love, for you, it is, deeper, than the deepest sea, wider, than Heaven.
There's only one thing I can think of, that doth, dwarfs, my love.
It is only eclipsed by, one thing, known, to us.
Only one thing, doth maketh, my love, seem, minuscule, in kind.
It is only overshadowed by, God's love, divine,
And it shall stand, forever, through Eons of time...
How do I love thee, I can't even describe!!!

Takeoff of; How Do I Love Thee - Barrett Browning

Shall I Compare Thee!!! (Sonnet)

Shall I Compare Thee, to a Red, Red Rose?
No! You are More Vibrant and Beautiful.
To your Splendor, Nothing, quite, Comes Close.
There is no Love that I would Rather Hold.
Shall I Compare Thee, to a Starry Night?
No! For Stars, I have seen, Fall, from the sky.
Stars Fade away and thusly, Lose, their Light,
But, Never, Shall You Fall, Fade, In My Eyes.
Shall I Compare Thee, to a Work of Art,
Sculpted, Painted, or Wonderfully Scribed?
No! The Beauty, on me, which you Impart
Could not be Formed, Fashioned nor could One Write.
Hands, of a Man, Could Not Such Grace Design.
To Compare to you, Nothing, I Can Find.

Takeoff of; Shall I Compare Thee - Shakespeare

"The Joy of Beauty"
(A takeoff of John Keats "A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever")

"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep"
Enthralling us, in wonder, making our heart's leap.
Such Rapture, it is, to behold.
By you, Beauty, I'm, intensely, Extolled!!!

Beauty, dear Beauty, such Splendor, you impart, upon me.
Enchanted, I am, by your Incredible, Ecstasy.
I'm lost, within, the magic, of you,
Wholeheartly Hunted, by your Heavenly Hue.
Awestruck, Amazed, every time, you leave me.
Beauty, oh Beauty, I'm Enraptured, by thee,
Spellbound, I am, to an infinite degree,
Enamored, with you, with the highest Affinity.
Nothing comes close, to your Rousing, Rhapsody.
In love, with you, so, I am.
By every part, of you, left, in wonderment.
Exhilarating, your very sight.
By you, Beauty, I'm Captured, every time...

Here's, to you Beauty, in all of your Resplendence,
To the Grandeur, of you, in all its abundance.
Spelled, I am, by you, time, after time, after time.
Scintillating, Splendiferous is your Pleasure, Divine.
Sublime Euphoria, you induce.
Nothing matches, this Utopia, by you, produce.
Alluring, your each and every part.
You Thrill, My Soul and Capture, My Heart.
Transfixed, I am, by the Magic, of you.
Bewitched, Beguiled, utterly, Wooed
Your Ocean, of Wonder, may I, always, fall, into...

Ode, to Your Nakedness!!!

Ode, to your Nakedness, your, Lovely, Silhouette,
Such Beauty, as yours, Arouses me, so.
Here's, to your Body, Pleasing, Perfect.
May I Bask, in the Glow,
Of its Alluring, Angelic, Contours.
May I rest, my head, upon, its shores.
You're Absolute, Aesthetic, Perfection,
A Mythical Beauty, A Goddess, from Heaven.

Ode, to your Anatomy, Ripe and Nubile,
Here's to, your Succulence, by which, I'm Beguiled.
How I long, to meld, into, your Skin.
Here's to, its Beauty, Supple, Dainty and Innocent.

Your Body, Such Perfection, A Splendor, to My Eyes.
Spelled, I am, by it, Mesmerized.
Oh, to be your Sweat, for it knows, every inch of you.
It traces, your body, as I, so, long to do.

My Hands, they beg, to Caress.
My Lips, they beg, to Kiss.
My Fervor, let me express,
As I Explore, Every bit,
Every inch, of your Beautiful Nakedness, with my Tongue.
There's nothing more I want,
Than you, Naked, before me.
In this World, I could find, no greater Ecstasy,
Than the Beautiful, Bewitching, Bare Body, of you.
Such Heaven, it is. There's nothing, to compare it to.
Ode, to your Nakedness, It, I long, to fall, into...

Takeoff of; Ode To A Naked Beauty - Pablo Neruda

To The Beauty, of Naked Woman!!!

Naked, Beautiful, Supple, Succulent, and Soft,
In your Naked Silhouette, I could get lost.
What a Lovely Vision, it is, to see.
You Rouse, such Fervor, such Passion, within me,
Every Contour, a Delight, to my eyes.
The thought of your Nakedness, alone, makes my nature rise.
Nubile Beauty, like a Nymph, rising, from the sea,
Your Body's Siren Song, so, Seduces me.
Each and every inch of it, leaves me, in Rhapsody.
You're a Statue, of Perfection, Contoured Symmetry.
Your Nakedness, Beautiful, Defines, Femininity.

Your Breast; Voluptuous, Luscious, Pert, Soft, and Full,
Plump, Shapely, and Round, just simply, Beautiful.
Your Stomach; Smooth and Supple, yet, Defined and Firm,
Lovely and Trim, at its every turn,
Dainty and Feminine, with Aesthetic Appeal.
By sight, alone, such pleasure, it yields.
Your Buttocks; Bountiful, Round, Shapely, Firm, and High,
Compact, yet, Full, just pleasing to the eye,
Aesthetically Appealing, in Curvature and Contour,
Voluminous, Voluptuous, yet, Daintily Demure,
Not too over, nor understated,
By the Hands of God, just Perfectly Created.
Your Legs; Toned, Defined, Shapely, and Beautiful,
Feminine and Fabulous, just Visually Pleasurable.
Your Body, Your Built, Contoured, just Perfectly.
The Beauty, of its Nakedness, leaves me, in Ecstasy!!!

Takeoff of; Ode To A Naked Beauty - Pablo Neruda

In Every Dream Thy Lovely Features Rise... (Sonnet)

In Every Dream Thy Lovely Features Rise,
Overwhelming Me, with Such Ecstasy.
You Enwrap, My Stomach, in Butterflies,
Leave My Soul, A Fluttering, with Fancy.
Entranced, I am, By Every Inch Of You,
Infatuated, As Never Before,
Hypnotized, Haunted, By Your Every Hue,
Nothing, out there, Intoxicates Me, More.

No Greater Rapture Have I Ever Felt,
Than The Presence, Of This Goddess, Divine.
Her Rhapsody Leaves Me, Just Simply, Spelled,
Engrossed, Enamored, is this Heart Of Mine.
With Such Heaven, Pleasure, She Does Resound.
No Greater Paradise, out there, I've Found.

Takeoff of; In Every Dream Thy Lovely Features Rise - William Barnes