Lovers injure flowers
more than widows, soldiers,
boys, or babes do, loving
makes us sacrifice things
proving that our love is true.
Why so sad with teary
eyes? The time though dreary,
quickly leaves you, love rose
spring-like, bloomed in meadows
now it’s grave where grasses grew.
Written in response to today’s DVerse prompt. The challenge is to write a poem using trimeter. I decided to make it weirder by using trochaic trimeter since it is unusual in English. And the simple aabb rhyme gets an additional rhyme in the fifth line of trochaic tetrameter adding a cc based on the second foot of the third line. Sounds more complex than it is, and this explanation is longer than the poem.
16 thoughts on “Threnody”
Explanations sometimes go longer than poems. Nice use of trimeter and tetrameter. I like the description in the last line about the grave where grasses formerly grew.
Very nice! I especially liked the first lines.
“now it’s grave where grasses grew” — an intended double meaning that wraps up the poem.
Thanks for noticing that. It’s an old conceit but I couldn’t resist.
This is beautiful. Somehow, I understand your explanation. (I don’t usually understand the nuances and technicalities of poetry) it’s more beautiful after the explanation.
Hey thanks! I have some meterphobia, but I also love old ballads, so the goal is to find some fun in it.
No problem, I think I have the same phobia. I’m on the process of overcoming it.
I really liked the poem. I think I would have to reread the explanation it instilled quaking and fear..how can you do all that at once and still get a good poem…..brilliant piece.
Thanks! Mickey Mantle once explained his secret to being a great hitter: “Just keep swinging the bat.” I approach writing poetry the same way.
Love the title and that ending!