Tuesday, January 5, 2010

A Few Cinquains

I've come across several ways define a cinquain, some more strict than others, but they all have 5 lines.
1 word <- Title
2 words<- Description
3 words<- Action
4 words<- The feeling
1 word<- Recall Title
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or
1 noun
2 adjectives
3 action (-ing words)
4 word phrase
1 word describing the noun
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or by the number of syllables:
2
4
6
8
2
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Here goes. . . .

Dogs
Forever faithful
Obey their masters
For love and kibble
Friends.
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Cats
So tempramental
Come and go
Now I feel used
Scat!!
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And finally- an attempt to adhere to all three formats in one poem!

Dogs                                        
Loyal, trusting                          
Panting, licking, snuggling
Provide unconditional love
Unhuman.
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Double check me on that- the perfect cinquain based on all three sets of guidelines should go like this:

[1 word, noun, title, 2 syl]
[2 adjective description of the above line, 4 syl]
[3 -ing action words, 6 syl]
[4 words conveying feeling, 8 syl]
[1 word describing the first line, 2 syl]

It wouldn't be easy to adhere to all formats at once for every cinquain you write- when stcking to both the word count and syllable guidelines you're pretty much confined to two-syllable words!

Monday, January 4, 2010

ABC Poems

So today I found a list of over 50 different types of poems and thought I would start working through them and experimenting with the different formulas for verse.

First on the list are ABC Poems- they are 5-line poems with the first letters of the first four lines being in alphabetical order, the 5th line can start with anything.  Here's what I've come up with, show me what you can do with this formula in the comments!
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Word!

Antidisestablishmentarianism-
Biggest word you'll see!
Can you spell it?
Dare to say it?
Twenty-eight letters, twelve syllables!
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January

Almost too cold to breath outside
But there's ice on my windshield this morning
Cradunga!  Must I scrape it?
Don't whine, you nincompoop-
Just be grateful you have a car!
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Dessert

Apples, bananas,
Berries, and cherries
Chopped up and mixed-
Deliciously fixed
Fruit Salad.
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So I wondered if you could start with another letter of the alphabet to mix things up and-

Fruit of the Tomb

None of the young enjoy
Old people's fruit
Prunes. . .
Quintessentially nasty
Official snack of the AARP.
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Sunday, January 3, 2010

In Good Sport

Two-bit beefcakes, heavily clad
In plastic, elastic,
And other strange pads
Pushing and shoving each other around,
Grunting and grappling
'Till they're all on the ground.
It's just when you'd think they'd had enough when
They get up, slap some butts,
And then do it again.
All just to move a small leather pouch
Full of air, while I stare
From the edge of my couch.
When it crosses the line, a million hearts quicken
While men strut, dance, and prance
Like a brood of high chickens.
If you have a take, then I ask you to tell
Me one more fun way
To describe our dear NFL.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Approval

To my wife I said, "A poem a day!
"you know what that means, don't you?
"There will be days when, come-what-may,
"I'll need to write about you."
Her face turned pale as she began to wail,
"I'll have to approve them first!"
But I shook my head, "They'll go up un-read!"
I know she fears the worst.
"You shouldn't fear, Jenn my dear,
"My heart's not cold as ice!
"You shouldn't dread what shall be read. . . .
"As long as you are nice!"

01/01/2010 Marking the Day

Yesterday was the first
day of the rest of your past.
Did you do or say something
that could potentially last?
Today's the first day
of the rest of your time.
So why don't you mark it
with rhythm and rhyme?