Coupletameter I came here seeking [ but not finding, so I'm posting ] this interesting form that Norm has invented using the rictameter (
well, almost, he says) and rhyming couplets in combo — with two lines of each meter:
monometer
dimeter
trimeter
tetrameter
pentameter
hexameter
He uses a cross or cross-over rhyme at the end of each three stanzas into the first word of the fourth stanza --- just to spice it up a bit.
. . . and he says that a PURE Coupletameter must go from 1-6 and then back again from 6-1 with the last six lines echoing back to the first six lines in a slight repeat performance as in a Pantoum, Triolet, villanelle, etc.
Learning Why – A Coupletameter *
When I
learn why
we are lovers,
I'll discover
that I can't live without
you just being about.
About the time it takes to read
a person or a poem, indeed,
I might as well just learn I should accept
the fact you love me though I am inept
at understanding art the way you want me to,
much like these poems I've written all these years to you.
You have been patient even though you know I ain't
too good at matching colors when we try to paint.
Aesthetics aren't my bag and this you know,
It's poetry and words ... saying I love you so.
So I write and hope I'm showing
how I feel now that you're knowing…
Knowing what I'm about
never to live without
us as lovers.
We'll discover
that I've
learned why.
© Norman S. Pollack
Here's my own first attempt:
Writing Helps
If you
are blue
it helps to write
e’en something trite
because it often spreads
the clouds from ‘round our heads
heads off that cunning, baffling ache
that seems somehow to want to break
our spirits, ‘til they want to scream in pain;
they cannot find that strength to try again —
so we avoid the friends with whom we shared such joy.
But we shall pull ourselves back up — our pens employ,
employing all our gifts with new proclivity
and must’ring ev’ry ounce of creativity . . .
recycling all our tears from depths of hell
we dip into the deepest, darkest well
to cool them as they shed their gray
now glist’ning in the light of day
dayspring of joy, they shed
the darkness in our head.
It’s helped to write;
no longer trite,
bright blue
for you
© MLee Dickens'son 27 April 2005
Now it's YOUR TURN!
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