Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Fair or Foul Whether: a Kyrielle for Wordgathering


Fair or Foul Whether
She shed her tears, some easily
Thinking of his face, soft yet cruel
He was her Tarzan, she was Jane
Now all that was left, the repeating rain.

Now it mattered not, day or night
Grey glass reflecting her sad eyes
Lonesome lamb seeking lions’ mane
Now all that was left, the repeating rain.

Her giving heart, gave all that it could
For men now, her trust was broken
He’d left her only with disdain
Now all that was left, the repeating rain.

There underneath the willow tree
Buried deep beneath branch and root
She toiled to hid him, throat well slain
Now all that was left, the repeating rain.

After all the grief he caused
She felt that death was a kindness
They would not find trace of his stain
Now all that was left, the repeating rain.

JP/davh (May 8, 2012)

So then this is a non-traditional Kyrielle? The process was write a list of rhyming words first and treat it like a wordle. I only used 6 of the 8, with the theme of ‘rain’ as that is what my weather has been, is and will be more of the same!

Generally I’m not a forms person... but ‘She’ drug me a kicking and screaming...
Thank you, Margo!
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6 comments:

  1. MiskyMay 9, 2012 at 10:04 AM

    Not as dark as I feared but still enough so to keep my imagination in gear. Did you find it difficult to write this form? :)

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  2. vivinfranceMay 9, 2012 at 2:42 PM

    I am full of admiration, not least for your methodology. You made life difficult for yourself and came out of it, head held high, with an excellent poem.

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  3. Sara McNultyMay 9, 2012 at 7:46 PM

    Jules, I absolutely love this, particularly the refrain.

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    1. JulesMay 17, 2012 at 5:37 PM

      That's part of the Kyrielle form...And it was raining :)

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  4. Brian MillerMay 16, 2012 at 11:36 PM

    really like hte repeat of all that is left is the repeating rain...Lonesome lamb seeking lions’ mane...is a wicked cool line as well...and wicked bit of a story as well...hide the bodies well...smiles...

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  5. JulesMay 17, 2012 at 5:36 PM

    Part of the Kyrielle is to have a repeating refrain...and well it was raining that day...While I really do have a willow tree - there are no bodies buried beneath it. I like that when one writes they can become 'other characters' ...I think some of this comes from all the CSI shows I watch!

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