Show Me Your Form May 30, 2009 - June 15, 2009
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DetailsI want to see what you've got. I want you to write a villanelle. Now if you are asking me what the hell that is, then I have you covered.
______________________________________________ This French syllabic form has no set number of syllables per line; common choices seem to be between eight and eleven. (English versions of the villanelle sometimes appear in accentual syllabics, featuring a perennial favorite, iambic pentameter.) The villanelle carries a pattern of only two rhymes, and is marked most distinctively by its alternating refrain, which appears initially in the first and third lines of the opening tercet. In all, it comprises five tercets and a concluding quatrain. Before the villanelle was made literary by the French in the late 1500s, it existed as a villanella, "an old Italian folk song with an accompanying dance."--from Handbook of Poetic Forms, ed. by Ron Padgett. So in brief, a villanelle's form would be like this: A1 b A2 a b A1 a b A2 a b A1 a b A2 a b A1 A2 ______________________________________________ For your pleasure and to assist I hope, I have included here a villanelle of my very own. Ice and Fire By Erotic Goddess Shes queen of your heart, yet cold as ice Her eyes like dark flame burn in the night The fire in her soul burns bright to entice She likes to pretend, for a moment play nice Then a twist of her hips designed to excite Shes queen of your heart, yet cold as ice Her mood swings madly like the toss of a dice In her care your candle will burn ever so bright The fire in her soul burns bright to entice Youll never control her, she has no price Shell take you to such a wondrous height Shes queen of your heart, yet cold as ice Her fingers grip your hand once, twice You give in easily, there was never a fight The fire in her soul burns bright to entice The moments shell share never suffice In dreams of her there will be only delight Shes queen of your heart, yet cold as ice The fire in her soul burns bright to entice ______________________________________________ So please, write something for me, I want poems about lovers, they can be erotic or romantic or angry, but I want them to be about lovers....young or old, men or women, married or not...you choose, but show me your form! Prizes$0.00, Admiration
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