Terza rima is a three-line stanza using chain rhyme in the pattern A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C, D-E-D. There is no limit to the number of lines, but poems or sections of poems written in terza rima end with either a single line or couplet repeating the rhyme of the middle line of the final tercet. The two possible endings for the example above are d-e-d, e or d-e-d, e-e. There is no set rhythm for terza rima, but in English, iambic pentameter is generally preferred.
OURS IS ...
Tender as if just off the vine
in you're hands lies my heart
sweet are your lips, easing my mind
In the dawn together we start
I follow closely to your lead
knowing we will never part
If someday my heart does bleed
I know you're there to help it mend
your healing love is all I need
Though the road may sometimes bend
Our love will be safe and sound
As we walk it together to the end
Where happiness and laughter abound
that is where our love is found
That was fun !!
YOUR TURN
ENJOY
JL&B
my mind just dies not lie with rhyme so I will stick with prose. Your poetry brightens my day.
ReplyDeleteI rhyme in reverse in a way, I think of a word, write down what rhymes with it then fit it in a poem. Sometimes it works, sometimes something just doesn't fit. For example: Break gives wake, sake, lake, take and hake. I'm not sure about Hake.
ReplyDeleteThen again:
My grief is like an endless lake
And I am drowning there,
Alone in my sad heartbreak
No-one else can share
How can the fates just go take
Half of a perfect pair,
I wish I could this world forsake
And lay down all my care,
I remember every time I wake
How thing came to tear,
You choking on a piece of Hake
Dying for want of air.
Hmm. You never know.
Gentle water softly flowing
ReplyDeleteTrickling on your stony bed
Dancing off to where you’re going
So my thoughts are quickly sped
Following your tuneful way,
You the piper, I the led.
Rippling in the light of day
Imagination makes each cats-paw
The footprint of some passing fae
Pulled along by gravitys law
A sparkling and shimmering drape
Sliding out from a rocky tor
Gently winding through the landscape
Laughing as you flit along
Joyous in your great escape
So you sing your cheerful song
While running home where you belong.
Oooh I missed the iambic pentameter bit. Try again:
ReplyDeleteAs I was walking quickly down the stair
Not looking and with thoughts so far away
I put my foot down firmly in mid-air
How fast I fell I can not quickly say
For somehow time just went so very wrong
I’m sure I hit each step upon the way
The fall seemed to go on for far too long
I thought I’d missed the ground and learned to fly
Until I landed with a great big bong
I saw the stars a twirling in the sky
As I fell firmly straight upon my head
I’m sure each star laughed as it passed me by
And now I’m resting bandaged in my bed
Still ruing where my carelessness has lead.