Thursday, March 29, 2007

What Poetry Form Are You?



I'm terza rima, and I talk and smile.
Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away
I let mine out, and chatter all the while.

I'm rarely on my own - a wasted day
Is any day that's spent without a friend,
With nothing much to do or hear or say.

I like to be with people, and depend
On company for being entertained;
Which seems a good solution, in the end.
What Poetry Form Are You?

posted by Sherry W @ 9:45 AM   6 Comments

6 Comments:

At March 29, 2007 10:25:00 AM MDT , Blogger Deep Furrows said...

Ha! I'm Terza Rima also. Funny, because I've long admired Dante as well as Spencer (whose sonnet form is perhaps the closest English can come to the linking style of terza rima.

Fred

 
At March 29, 2007 4:20:00 PM MDT , Blogger Rae said...

I am a terza rima too! Do you suppose it comes out that way with everyone?

I came out secondly as a lai.

Rae

 
At March 29, 2007 4:28:00 PM MDT , Blogger Sherry W said...

Just all right thinking people. :-}

Tom at Disputations came out very differently and wrote several very amusing posts about it.

 
At March 29, 2007 8:56:00 PM MDT , Blogger the other Sherry said...

I, on the other hand, am heroic couplets:

I am heroic couplets; most precise
And fond of order. Planned and structured. Nice.
I know, of course, just what I want; I know,
As well, what I will do to make it so.
This doesn't mean that I attempt to shun
Excitement, entertainment, pleasure, fun;
But they must keep their place, like all the rest;
They might be good, but ordered life is best.

On reflection, I think I aspire to Heroic Couplets; being the mother of small children whose efforts at creativity and exploration are often severely at odds with my efforts toward order, I find that the reality of my life tends much more toward the proffered alternative: if I cannot achieve Heroic Couplets, I tend to devolve into Blank Verse.

I am, of course, none other than blank verse.
I don't know where I'm going, yes, quite right;
And when I get there (if I ever do)
I might not recognise it. So? Your point?
Why should I have a destination set?
I'm relatively happy as I am,
And wouldn't want to be forever aimed
Towards some future path or special goal.
It's not to do with laziness, as such.
It's just that on the whole I'd rather not
Be bothered - so I drift contentedly;
An underrated way of life, I find.

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Where, o where, or how, may I find
A happy center 'midst this double-bind?
Alas, instead I fear I careen
betwixt such juxtaposed extremes.

With apologies for my attempts at not-exactly-poetry....

 
At March 29, 2007 9:18:00 PM MDT , Blogger KathleenLundquist said...

I'm terza rima too.

Don't know much 'bout po-ette-tree, Sherry, but your poem's got a groove and you can dance to it...

I give it a 75. ;^)

 
At March 30, 2007 1:00:00 PM MDT , Anonymous Therese said...

Terza rima too!

(Maybe it's a "special" charism :-) Hee hee )

 

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