The Minute Poem is a rhyming verse form consisting of 12 lines of 60 syllables written in strict iambic meter. The poem is formatted into 3 stanzas of 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff
So here you are, lost and alone
You’ve turned to stone
You’ve lost your place
You fell from grace
And who can undo what you’ve done?
Where is the sun?
Who calls your name
So wrought with shame?
Come here, my love, sit by my side
I’ll be your guide
I’ll be your voice
Make me your choice
Part of my Poetry Challenge. This is a didactic poems. Didactic poems instruct, advise, teach, or impart knowledge or wisdom.
This was written for a good friend who’s currently going through some stuff. Continue reading
Part of my Poetry Challenge. A diamante is a 7-lined poem set up in a diamond shape.
Line 1: Noun or subject
Line 2: Two adjectives describing noun/subject
Line 3: Three –ing words describing noun/subject
Line 4: Four words—two about noun/subject, two about antonym
Line 5: Three –ing words about antonym
Line 6: Two adjectives describing antonym
Line 7: Antonym
Struggling, fighting, suffering
Beaten, broken, defeated, surrendered
Melting, dreaming, yearning
Part of my Poetry Challenge. A clerihew is a comic verse consisting of two couplets with the rhyming scheme AABB, usually about a person/character named within the first rhyme.
Poor little sub
Needs a gentle rub
The whip was so unkind
To his battered, bruised behind
This is part of my Poetry Challenge. It’s a cinquain, a short, unrhymed poem consisting of 22 syllables distributed as 2, 4, 6, 8, 2. The lines go as follows:
Line 1: Noun/Subject
Line 2: Description of noun/subject
Line 3: Action
Line 4: Feeling of Effect
Line 5: Synonym of the initial noun/subject
Young little minds
Laughing, running, playing
I feel as if the world was new
M’kay, so obviously, this is a ballad, and the second of my Poetry Challenge thingy. Continue reading
So this is the first poem in my Poetry Challenge. It’s an acrostic.
The first letter of each line must spell a word or phrase.
Stay, little one
Under my heel
Buried deep within me
In the pristine, simple world I have created for you
Stay, little one
Stay with me
In this deep crimson pool
Of love, of cherished ownership where
Nothing else exists