Like so…1 stanza English Sonnet, 1 stanza free form, 1 stanza non-rhyming iambic pentameter. Don’t make me go get Todd and Dondi…
*****
Time
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time,
The mirror shows a different degree,
Forgotten thoughts with words that do not rhyme,
Meander down the road to lunacy.
Shine your shoes up!
Put on your tie!
Let’s go outside…
And find a place to fly!
Come and gone for me to see, believed,
The ocean tides, rivers wide, crimson sky,
How will I know when God has called to me?
Upon my watch, three hands tell me the time.
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Oh, yeah, it also must start and finish with the same line.
Do you realize how much of my work is directly because of you?
At least a dozen good poems about the instistoogtions of government and entertainment.
You missed many of them whilst trying to create new accounts.
If I ever say anything bad, it is never at you…maybe right next to you…
Dorsimbra… Sir.
How’s that, don’t ever say that I am uncooperative.
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yours is very good, but i’m not going to write a dorsimbra, sorry! i hate obeying a fixed form – i prefer to use my own, or the standard dahdidahdidahdidah.
in any case, i think i would classify myself as crazy…
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Yeah, let’s go outside and find a place to fly.
Don’t know nuthin’ ’bout no iambic pentameter rhymed abab.
Dorsimbra could be the whale and you can call me Ahab
I could try to write four lines of short, snappy and free verse
But that doth not a Dorsimbra make from a sow’s ear purse
Now I gotta come up with four lines of iambic pentameter blank verse,
Cluelessly I utter a curse
Here comes the last line, at least I gave it a try
Yeah, let’s go outside and find a place to fly.
Oops, brain just imploded. Pea brained and stoned,
If God wants a Rolex, he should get his own.
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“Holy cow! Some elephant doody
Tastes to me like Tutti Frutti.
George and Lester, Sam and Rudi,
Sitting knitting a baby bootie
Got shat upon by elephant doody.
Said George and Lester, Sam and Rudi,
Hmm, tastes to me like Tutti Frutti.”
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