Poetic Form: Rondeau
Word Prompts: worth the fight, victory, battle, forever, together
A French form, the Rondeau is almost meant to be sung with its rhymed and repetition form. There are three (3) stanzas within the form: a quintet (5), quatrain (4), and a sestet (6) and a rhyme scheme of aabba aabR aabbaR. There are refrain lines at lines 9 and 15, the ends of the second and third stanzas.
Truthfully, Dear Readers, I need to be honest, I don't like rhyme. I do it because some form dictate that I rhyme, but really I would prefer not to rhyme. I am NOT Dr. Seuss. But I will say that rondeaus are a better form to write, as least for me. There is something with today's poem, or maybe in rondeaus, or maybe both. I am thinking of protest ballads, chants, marches. In today's world it is common, but very necessary.
When I go for my daily runs, I will often post about my battle cries. It motivates me, and I hope to motivate others. That is why I make battle cry into one word: Bacttlecry. It is not just a hash tag, but a way of life, for me anyway. Today is a battlecry!
Whatever your political leaning, I hope you take something from today's offering.
Enjoy!
Modern Battlecry
Listen now, my children, a story to tell
when the raging storm would not quell,
between the lies whispered in ears
and shouted across the mainframe tiers,
that make We the People want to rebel.
A battlecry for the masses to impel,
an oral history with morals, they spell
in poetry stirred by balladeers--
within this Time for Change.
When it is easy to dispel
the ugly and dirty verbal shrapnel,
is when we need those seers,
the verbal bards to write down these years,
these memories from which we dwell
within this Time for Change.
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Tuesday, April 24, 2018
U is for UP (Great Day for)

A rousing tale to help you wake up and start your day. Although, I am just a tad cynical when it comes to early risers, or getting up in the morning in general. I tend to like my bed and being burritoed in my warm and comfy blankets. But get UP I do.
At least a Great Day for Up is a good book to write a pantoum about.
At least a Great Day for Up is a good book to write a pantoum about.

Not much else to say, except that I am UP today!
Here's your poetic slice for today, Dear Readers. I don't try to rhyme when I write, as most times it comes off as trite. (Okay, you had that coming). So, I pose to you what are your favourite Dr. Seuss stories? Please leave me a comment below.
Cheers!
UP, You Say? UP!
This little book's wishes,
states hardly more than two dozen words
(I haven't counted though)
about the joys of getting up.
States hardly more than two dozen words,
mostly using that two letter word
about the joys of getting up,
usually when the sun slowly rises.
Mostly using that two letter word
to rally the troops to get them outta bed,
usually when the sun slowly rises,
but others will UP in the middle of night.
To rally the troops to get them outta bed,
because that is what you do, right?
But others will UP in the middle of night,
but it is still UP! UP! UP!
Because that is what you do, right?
I prefer to avoid the status quo, you know,
but it is still UP! UP! UP!
Faster and earlier each day.
I prefer to avoid the status quo, you know,
but taking my time to rise though
faster and earlier each day,
I will still slowly get UP in order to follow
But taking my time to rise though
(I haven't counted though)
I will still slowly get UP in order to follow;
this little book's wishes.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
NaPoWriMo Day #3: Charmed Poetry
NaPoWriMo's daily poetry prompt is probably the most unique and ultimately different of anything I have written before. I am accustom to rhyming, but not quite in this way.
Today (Although not required. It's a good exercise of the grey matter.) is to write a poem in the style of a nursery rhyme that sounds like a charm; something likely to ward off the evil spirits or grant good luck, or maybe get the cute guy at the coffee shop you buy you a cup of chai. This style is not my forte. I can rhyme in Sonnets, Triolets, Villenlles, but Charms? I remember having to write limericks in college (oh they were bad); they always sounded dumb. Not that charm poetry could be considered dumb, but if I try too hard at a form, sometimes I end up not liking that form. Note: Limericks and I are still on the odds with me. I like pretty much all forms of poetry, but, today, I am going to embrace writing charm poetry.
I was inspired to write this one, because, well, sometimes even I am not immuned to getting pulled over. So, here's a little charm to (hopefully) keep you from getting pulled over. Although if you are speeding, it probably won't always help. So, try to be a safe driver, Dear Readers. And I will also do the same. Thankfully mine was a fix-it ticket and my van doesn't sound like a 747 during take-off (my exhaust rusted off and was REALLY loud, hence the ticket).
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