Hello, and welcome to a quiet Wednesday.
Well, it’s quiet overall in the world but it is a bit grim outside at home now. Here, it is a stormy, wet and windy Wednesday morning, grey of murky cloud and acutely angled of rain.
For something to do while under Lockdown v3.0 this morning, I thought I’d revisit my Topical Five Line No-Rhyme Time format, but this time add a twist which would provide me with something slightly more challenging to do than my previous Topical Five Line No-Rhyme Time posts have so far been.
Generally, I have attempted to stick to a self-imposed format of words on each line, roughly 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, but I had a short think–don’t want to strain myself with a long think–about some of the variations I might try. A really challenging one would be doing six line verses but, in the end, I thought that would be too hard to fit into the Topical Five Line No-Rhyme Time format, even for me, so I discounted that one.
What I finally decided was to try out doing them in a syllable specific form, i.e. officially a Cinquain of the type popularised by Crapsey.
Which is both an ideal length for a Topical Five Line No-Rhyme Time post and quite apt.
a five line verse
two, four, six, eight, two, in order
although possibly some
odd thunderbolts in Florida
of course he has
used with maximum glee
enduring mark of a small man
on plague island
one hundred thousand deaths
approaches with sovereignty
(Yes, I am aware that last line is three syllables, not two, but it was too good a reference–based on the old ‘Buy British’ campaigns every time we were up an economic shit creek in the 1960’s and 1980’s–to worry about absolute syllable accuracy)
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