you know the rhyming couplet gg at the end as you posted...ababcdcdefefGG.....gg lines summarise the ending of the poemm....so its like an ending to the whole poem ......a solution or endinggg....i dunno how to explain it :S
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you know the rhyming couplet gg at the end as you posted...ababcdcdefefGG.....gg lines summarise the ending of the poemm....so its like an ending to the whole poem ......a solution or endinggg....i dunno how to explain it :S
ah ! I think I got u now :)
:D kewl!
:clap: :clap: Good goin indeed. :clap: :clap:
Only Shakespearean or Italian sonnets have a particular rhyme scheme. A poem with 14 lines (usually a love poem) can be considered a sonnet.Quote:
Originally Posted by Shakthiprabha
the Italian sonnet has a different rhyme scheme
abba abba cdecde.
great thread :clap: :clap:
I feel so embarrassed...you have mentioned my name and yet i am not here for you...please forgive me for this horrendously late appearence :ashamed: :sigh2: :oops:
Alliteration is an addictive instrument...and you find it popping up in your everyday speech and writing...to the point that when you sit down to write something more to heart...your alliterative troll jumps to attention and starts singing off his at the moment painfully unwanted suggestions:
such as when thinking of the
pain that you wish to express
you understand it pricks and panics
and sends pinching pecks of pulsating
paralysis and yet that is not what you
want to say.
I have to confess when it comes to metres and sonnets...i run for the wavering, untamed hills! I only know to read them and dissect them...all of which makes for interesting chat or over analytical drivel.
There is one humble question I want to ask...is this thread to help others write poetry or to understand how poetry has been written and what tools have and can be employed?
Either we can discuss the rules and traditions that have been used or we can introduce different tools or avenues as i like to think of them to enrich our own writing.
The second first and the first next :-)Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
is that the only rule ?Quote:
Originally Posted by Shakthiprabha
Friday night I dream of two
Unfettered days that's called weekend
The week was sold for bread and brew
Now all the time is mine to spend
Seductive unread pile of books
(The read pile is a sandclenched fist)
Spring cleaning due the house it looks
Other errands from my mother's list
Unnanounced aunts just happen to drop in
Liberty with my plans they take
'Read later now come with us shopping
He can wait that William Blake'
Possessive pronouns for Time is a blunder
We exist together and not asunder