Written for: dVerse Poets Pub - Pounding the Pentameter!
(posted by Ingrid)
"As with dance, so with poetry: the underlying rhythm is a heartbeat which, if done seamlessly, should flow without feeling mechanical or stilted.
So, this week, I challenge you to write a poem in iambic pentameter. You can choose either blank verse (in which the pentameter is unrhymed) or a form such as a sonnet or villanelle."
We walked ‘round the lake where ducks and geese swam.
There still was a chill in February’s air.
On first pleasant day, we decided to cram
in as many hours as we felt we could spare.
The turtles were hiding, no place to be seen.
On part of the lake, ducks stuck to the right,
while geese lined up on the left, and the green.
First time for wild turkeys, a surprising sight.
Three times around was our walk for the day,
as sunlight paled and our faces reddened.
Refreshed, energized, we made our way
out of the park, famished, but clear-headed.
February had bestowed a gift,
and oh, how badly we needed that lift.
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