Written for: dVerse Poets Pub - MTB: Numbering Ten
(posted by Laura Bloomsbury) - Decuain Form
"Today is the 10th day of March. A number we barely attend to other than its associations with decimalization, human digits, a coveted football/soccer shirt, and for us Brits, the home of a Prime Minister! Pythagoreans on the other hand would abhor such profane complacency. For them
“the number “10” was the most divine of all, called “the mother of all, the all-comprising, all-bounding, the firstborn, the never-swerving, the never-tiring holy ten, the keyholder of all,” with its own prayer dedicated to it and a symbol called the Tetractys, which consisted of a triangle with 10 points across four rows, which they literally worshipped on their knees in deep prayer.” ~ Brent Swancer
"Although it has evidently existed long before, the decasyllabic decastitch (!) poetry form has been ascribed to Sheeley A. Cephas and named ‘the Decuain’ (pronounced duck•won), though the stipulation includes iambic pentameter and permits 3 choices of rhymes; ababbcbcaa, ababbcbcbb, or ababbcbccc"
"So in today’s challenge I offer you a choice :-
a 10 line stanza poem (more stanzas permitted of this length)
10 syllables per line
rhyme scheme as per the Decuain or free verse if you’d prefer
a 5 line stanza poem (more stanzas if you wish)
1;2;3;4;10 syllables for each successive line of the 1st; 3rd; 5th stanza etc; inverted for even numbered stanzas"
On a day of gray weather, matching heart,
long hours I idled staring out window.
Dogs eager for walk, preferred early start.
Put my blues aside; no time to wallow.
Two houses down I spied Spring's new-born show,
purple heads of crocus gracing the ground.
I smiled, delighted, picked up my tempo.
Was grandiose groundhog's omen not sound?
Thoughts turned to daffodils with petaled crowns.
When our stroll ended, my mood had turned 'round.