Two Formal Poems (re-posts)
Upon the Winds of Change
Upon the winds of change our courses flew
And us across the heaving seas did send.
It mattered not what dreams each would pursue
For Fate decreed what we could not portend:
That once again our raging hearts should blend
In Youth’s enduring spirit which does flow
Between us still, steel bond of lustful friend
Whose tortured knotting did our strengths bestow.
It did, and does, and will, determine what we know.
(Spenserian Stanza: 9 lines, 3 rhymes in strict structure – ababbcbcc, iambic pentameter - ,/,/,/,/,/ ; line 9 – Alexandrine ,/,/,/,/,/,/)
Hear the faint chimes
Hear the faint chimes, music of nodding bluebells,
Tinkling-glass tones trembling on restless breezes,
Soundless wild blue notes from the woodland shadows.
God ringing prayer bells.
Sapphic stanza: 4 lines, with lines 1, 2, 3 each of 11 syllables (hendecasyllabics), and measured in the same strict feet : /, // /,, /, /, and the 4th prescribed line using 5 syllables as follows : /,, //
In Modern Poetry, used by Algernon Swinburne and Ezra Pound.
Cynthia Buell Thomas
M.C. Newberry
Fri 7th Aug 2015 16:44
I particularly enjoyed "Hear The Faint Chimes" - for its
mystical concept of flowers/bells and the lovingly chosen
words that work so well. I can see why you are so
pleased!
I confess to rarely if ever consciously using a known
formal poetic pattern, instead letting an inbuilt rhythm
in my head dictate flow and length. The "mechanics"
- as I think of them - are surely there to be used as
a suitable framework for what is fermenting in the mind.